Is Love Unrequited A Prison? Poem by Terence George Craddock

Is Love Unrequited A Prison?



love a prison
love in chains
love a heartache
love impales
love impales beloved
love impales beloved like a butterfly
love impales beloved like a butterfly pierced through
love impales beloved like a butterfly pierced through with a pin
what is embodied in love unrequited when love sang heart sob blues
what is embodied in love unrequited when love sang heart sobs
what is embodied in love unrequited when love sang
what is embodied in love unrequited
what is embodied love
what is love
what is exception
what is emotive
what is pain

unrequited love

love is pain
love is prison
love is emotive

love is exceptional

love is heartache
love is chains
love is insane

love is a pulse beat
love is slow well defined
love is melancholic sadness

love is a pulse beat slow less defined melancholic sadness

love is lost appreciated spent
love love love tender lost
love echoes in reality

echoes in reality love tender lost appreciated spent

slow pulse
slow pulse beat
slow pulse beat first step

slow pulse beat first step stepping into love
slow pulse beat first step stepping into love future
slow pulse beat first step stepping into love future potential

no pulse no pulse

slow pulse beat first step stepping into love future potential unknown

no pulse no pulse

fast pulse beat first step stepping into love future potential
fast pulse beat first step stepping into love future
fast pulse beat first step stepping into love

fast pulse beat first step
fast pulse beat
fast pulse

Friday, October 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: break up,heartache,love,love and life,pain,unrequited love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Written in September & October 2020 on the 30.9&3.10.2020.
Inspired by the poem 'Never Coming Back' by the poet Deluke Muwanigwa.
Dedicated to the poet Deluke Muwanigwa.
A split image from the poem 'First Step Stepping Out Into Love' by the poet Terence George Craddock.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deluke Muwanigwa 02 October 2020

Beeutiful stuff man. This is the kind of stuff you can give a rap and the people will swoon with the pleasures of love and its beats. And i like how the dagger of love....may be obbssession juts out to stav in the heart then fades with time. More of this concept with. One two three four Fast pules beat first step

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