He's In The Past... Poem by Melissa Marx
He's In The Past...
he was my first i thought he was my last but the love went buy so fast.now i realized he's just A thing in the past.i loved him so deeply deeply in love with him i was.the love i had for him he will not bear the love i had disappeared in thin air.it's hard to see something that isn't there. As i look in search to find that some one new who i could call mine now that i found him i let him go now i wounder how could i be so low? i loved him & he loved me it just wasn't what i wanted it to be.i always love him & he will always love me.........
Poets often describe writing poetry as a searching, usually a searching for a better understanding of oneself. This all starts with one's own experiences and thinking about them. This takes some doing and time to arrive at a better understanding, but they also say that this exploration never ends. Stanley Kunitz, a well know poet, says, 'Poetry is the most difficult, the most solitary, and the most life-enhancing thing that one can do in the world.' I hope you keep on searching.
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4/26/2024 4:52:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
GREAT POEM KEEP IT UP