Almedia Knight Oliver


A Victim Of Love - Poem by Almedia Knight Oliver

Not knowing where it began or will end...
Times filled with tears
Times in your arms
Times I climb walls, even
fell in love with your
truths and lies.
I hurt, kisses
lessen not pains

Is love a pleasant indulgence, or
A natural unlearned emotion?
Ovid why see love an art
these years, we know it’s not.
No teacher of love for women
Just victims of your art
Romantic to the core thy art.
loneliness and
frustration are our lot

Wounded by cupid’s dart
Drip, drop, drop...
blood -tear-filled nights, I shiver.
Low burns fire in ripe age
but my ladle overflows with love.

So, thrist no more my aried mouth.
Love and me are where we belong
and love is the price of war

September 20,2009
Almedia S Knight


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Just my imagination abour love

Comments about A Victim Of Love by Almedia Knight Oliver

  • Silver Star - 3,899 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (1/3/2011 12:45:00 PM)

    ME AND LOVE...
    LET NOT IT BE THE PRICE OF WAR

    Spent nights are yet too long than the spendable nights come close. Yes, unavoidable but war is within the velocity of love, the inertia always conflicting with tranquility. Something (feeling) very much subjective, but why it depends on objective reliability.....why so self-destructive aroma blended with the purpose of living.....why hesitation towards achieving or not-achieved passions fighting silently with each other...why! ! ! Poet is too clever to shriek all these sublime bleeding towards Ovid, she herself will not take the risk of confronting all such morbid probabilities. Anyway, a beautiful poem. Beautiful from logical uspects also. Thanks for such offering to the readers.

    Regards,
    pranab
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  • Rookie - 94 Points Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (12/2/2009 12:50:00 PM)

    ‘…Ovid, why you see love an art…’

    Well Ovid [poet] remembered for his 'elegiac' verses on love and it is just lamentation if expected love from him…

    But it is a ‘dirge’ poem and Ovid can be the Xing person…
    Ten++
    Ms. Nivedita
    UK (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Philosophy of a DewyFlower (10/27/2009 8:48:00 AM)

    A Victim Of Love.

    Love is a Wild Beautiful Crime! ! !
    Cruel&Sweet at the same time...

    words aren't enough to describe a victim of love but your masterpiece expressed very well the sadness of deep wounds of a Woman in Love...
    10+++
    Peaceful Love/ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nathan Barkley (10/14/2009 9:07:00 PM)

    One word: Outstanding (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shashendra Amalshan (10/14/2009 1:22:00 PM)

    This is a very poignant poem.. i loved the manner in which you let your lines flow..
    I was very moved.. This is again is written from the heart..10++ for the originality of this poem.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 169 Points marvin brato (10/1/2009 6:17:00 AM)

    A profound expression
    l mmortal sentiments
    m any would keep in their hearts
    e very phrase you have inscribed
    d ay will come it will be a monument
    a ll lovers will come to read as reminder (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Emancipation Planz (9/25/2009 7:48:00 PM)

    Almedia..
    You out-poor emotional poverty... conVICT IMpossible.. tis a crime none of us should remain handcuffed too...
    may your release be emancipation itself... a greater depth of self, survival, security... for through your writing hope out-casts as shines... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kuji Soliman (9/25/2009 3:27:00 PM)

    This is so meaningfull...so touching..... :) i enjoyed reading this (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Samanyan Lakshminarayanan (9/24/2009 10:05:00 PM)

    very true mam...this love gives the blow of your life when it leaves...when in love...i feel the primary thing to be done is strengthening each other to be able face such situations without becoming a victim...this poem moved me...i take this into my favs (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Hazem Al Jaber (9/24/2009 2:53:00 PM)

    well, ,
    sadly one..appears about your sadness and about your lost, ,
    beautiful and great penned..10
    hazem al.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Lady Grace (9/23/2009 9:22:00 PM)

    'No teacher of love for woman'...hmmmm...so meaningful... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 80 Points Kesav Easwaran (9/23/2009 12:46:00 PM)

    'Wounded by cupid’s dart
    Blood dripping from my heart
    Many winter night I shiver but
    There’s low fire in old age'...

    The yearning and the helplessness...one sholud read the quoted lines along with the expression- love is war...beautiful poem Almedia...sweet soft saddening...10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ~ Jon London ~ (9/23/2009 7:27:00 AM)

    Written with pure and golden heart..one that remains strong through all...the emotion expressed in the very touching piece reflects what many of us have felt in the strains of love and what it can bring when our hearts become so wrapped up in the feeling of that love......but as we know my friend...What doesn't kill us...makes us stronger.....very well written Almedia....10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ****tamara Hanaring.****** , A Thought Mate, (9/22/2009 1:36:00 PM)

    a touching painful poem..you expressed very strongly the feelings of women whom live on love..so well and warmly penned (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 156 Points Claude H Oliver Ii (9/22/2009 12:08:00 PM)

    You bring another perspective to 'art' of love. The accepted view that women are to be the
    objects of love leaves a woman with no guide to pursue her own heart. What man with a loving heart can turn away a woman's love?

    Deep insight. Love it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 34 Points Naseer Ahmed Nasir (9/21/2009 11:33:00 PM)

    This is a beautiful poem, Almedia. Mythical references have added a lot of depth and meaningfulness to this poem. 'Love is war' I liked this line. I would say it a never-ending war. Thanks for sharing.
    Warm Regards

    Naseer (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 38,007 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (9/21/2009 10:57:00 PM)

    No teacher of love for woman
    We are just victims of your art
    Romantic to the core thy art
    But loneliness and frustration is our lot......it is natural phenomenaonand we all love to fall inthat.. it is good and bad but we hve longcherished memeory of it andit gives joy inlife too.. memorable poemfor me dear poet.....10

    read minemary to marry...anywhere... comehome....home bound...miss i miss u (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,227 Points Hebert Logerie Sr. (9/21/2009 8:52:00 PM)

    The second stanza is just incredibly beautiful, this is sheer poetry... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie John Knight (9/21/2009 7:46:00 PM)

    Hi Sister Almedia - This is a challenging poem. You and I are a similar age so some of it rings a distant bell. 'Falling in love again' always has its highs and lows - 'Hugs & Tears' 'Truth & Lies' 'Pleasant indulgence or Unleaned emotion' love will always be an inigma. Who really knows how to love - the Mystery of love - Man or Woman. The Man is often the prime mover on love making - but do Ladies really need to be taught how to love? - answers in a plain brown envelope please! We can still be wounded by cupids dart - after three score year and ten - and the hurt is greater because the energy to fight back has been eroded by time. In our vintage none of us wants to be 'Left alone' 'Thisty for love' 'Bearing the bruises of the War of Love'. I don't like the pessimism of the final stanza - throwing the towel into the Ring of Love! 'Final dirge - Lost love - Fly away - Kiss love goodbye' too negative too soon, A lovel; y poem with FORM - METRE - FLOW and a fluid verse to complement the fuidlty of love. I'll score it a STRIKE! Love in Poetry - JOHN (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 15 Points Eyan Desir (9/21/2009 6:53:00 PM)

    Tell me one who is not a victim of love>?
    We all are good write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 20, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, May 9, 2014


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