David McLansky

Freshman - 854 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

soul Mates - Poem by David McLansky

The single soul is not complete;
Its counterpart it must meet
For life to be truly sweet;
Alone we live as in defeat.

And yet such love is truly rare;
We stumble 'bout in vain despair;
The knowledge that no one cares
Confounds our faith that life is fair.

Our fantasies subvert our reason;
Our selves collude in our own treason;
Our hearts betrayed endure new lesions,
Our certainties lose their cohesion.

How surprised was I as I've endured
That faith in love can be restored;
My counterpart walked through my door
Bearing gifts of love's sweet cure.


Comments about soul Mates by David McLansky

  • Gold Star - 8,631 Points Amitava Sur (4/6/2014 1:03:00 AM)

    What a realization about love! ! ! ! It's so beautiful in deed David.
    The single soul is not complete;
    Its counterpart it must meet........ so true

    You may read my poem, A MISERY (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 31,578 Points Gajanan Mishra (3/1/2014 5:32:00 AM)

    love is truly rare, I like it, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 7, 2014


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