Colleen Courtney

Rookie - 63 Points (10/13/65 / Massachusetts)

Love God - Poem by Colleen Courtney

The cherub of love
Drawing back on his bow
And letting fly his
Poisoned arrowed darts
Into the hearts of his
Unsuspecting victims.

If love is so grand, so epic
And so wonderful...
Why does everything about it
Insinuate pain and hurt?

An arrow to the heart
A breaking heart
A heart split in two...

Cherub of love
Point your bow away from me
Save your
Darted arrows of poison
For others
I want my heart
To remain whole.

Cherub of love
Fly fast and heavenly away.

Comments about Love God by Colleen Courtney

  • (8/8/2015 2:46:00 AM)

    To love someone means to risk our hearts being hurt, yet we go ahead anyway, not thinking of the pain that may happen, just letting ourselves fall into it's sweet and devastating trap. At times not wanting to even think or try to love anyone. Protecting our sensitive hearts from the bittersweet darts of poison. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (4/20/2015 6:33:00 PM)

    Great piece of poetry keep it up (Report) Reply

  • Mohammad Skati (8/20/2014 4:04:00 PM)

    It's a lovely poem by a great poetess. I loved all of it in truth. Well-done. (Report) Reply

  • (7/9/2014 11:38:00 AM)

    Great piece lovely flow (Report) Reply

  • (7/8/2014 11:20:00 AM)

    ........beautiful only advice is be careful and give your heart away....only after someone gives you their heart first....and after exchanging hearts be very careful....cause now you do not have your heart, but another's which is even more special and very fragile... (Report) Reply

  • (7/4/2014 11:48:00 AM)

    A well crafted piece dedicated to love of God and love for God..................very heavenly................ (Report) Reply

  • Joe Breunig (6/19/2014 8:58:00 AM)

    An enjoyable piece; anyone is has suffered heartache can appreciate the message of this poem; wonderfully conceived and expressed.

    -Joe Breunig, Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
    (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (6/1/2014 8:19:00 PM)

    A lovely poem, but cherub of love, or the Cupid is blind, in fact he simply constrains you to love yourself, and then you look for a mirror, your lover is nothing but a mirror in which you see yourself. If it is a divine love you see Him in your heart and soul. Love is selfless, often the heart is broken, whether it is love of clay or love of the Master of Decay. What ever your determination may be you are helpless in love. This helplessness, is beauty of life. Enjoy it. (Report) Reply

  • David Lessard (5/27/2014 9:19:00 PM)

    If we can overcome the pain of lost love, we can love again. nice write (Report) Reply

  • (5/25/2014 11:05:00 PM)

    A beautiful poem of love in worderful language style in created. Liked it. (Report) Reply

  • Analogous To Tower 7: Ameaning (5/25/2014 9:59:00 PM)

    Oh, thank you! I was opening this anticipating a whole other idea. Personally, I think love is the most devious lie ever. When we are finally free from it all men will be fathers, all women mother, all humanity family. Not some utopian delusion, but sacred realization (sorts back to that whole mirror thing) . This is a bank of a river kinda poem, it's not going somewhere, it's guiding towards something ahead. (Report) Reply

  • Daniel Brick (5/16/2014 3:57:00 PM)

    Is your image of Eros blind or at least blindfolded? Because that significantly diminishes his responsibility for the problems which result. But I don't think your Eros has that blindness as an excuse. He may shoots arrows randomly, or perhaps he's a little cynic, like Shakespeare's Puck - OH, WHAT FOOLS THESE MORTALS BE!
    Well, if we are fools, don't make it worse for us with poisoned arrows! I'm not being facetious here. These issues all relate to the risk we take when we make us ourselves vulnerable to love. Is it worth the risk? Are the consequences too great? I'd tentatively say YES to both. You can see I'm conflicted with no clear policy. When you tell Eros to go HEAVENLY AWAY in the last line I sense you're conflicted about exiling him. I like your poem because it made confront my confusion. I'd make an easy target for Cupid or Puck or Kama (Hindu god of love) .I
    (Report) Reply

  • Paul Sebastian (5/15/2014 5:53:00 AM)

    Beautifully written! Somewhere you could, perhaps add:

    Cherub of love
    Strain not your bow on me
    My chosen path is to be free
    Away from being a broken heart
    Suffering pain from poison dart
    Rather, give my heart to one in need
    For God counts all my good deeds!

    Paul Sebastian
    (Report) Reply

  • (5/14/2014 4:13:00 AM)

    Eros, cherub of love, save your poisonous arrows for... me! I want my heart to be torn to pieces... Inspiring as usual...* * (Report) Reply

  • Matthias Pantaleon (5/7/2014 9:57:00 AM)

    Love is beautiful. Its perfect. The pain we feel when in love is as a result of our greed or selfish interest or the thoughtlessness of our partner (Report) Reply

  • Matthias Pantaleon (5/7/2014 9:38:00 AM)

    Love is beautiful. Pain and heartbreak comes as a result of our personal greed and selfishnes. Love is always beautiful no matter the odd. (Report) Reply

  • Horse Lass (5/6/2014 8:36:00 PM)

    Thank-you! This is exactly what I think when I read all those books with romance in it and the main character's heart being broken when something happens to their boyfriend or girlfriend. Thank you for putting that idea into such a great poem. (Report) Reply

  • Shobana Gomes (5/6/2014 5:00:00 AM)

    Running away from being caught by the most endearing emotion ever well eclipsed in this poem of yours Colleen.
    I loved how you captured the whole imagery in this remarkable poem. Excellent. Thank you for your comment on my poem and you are welcome.
    (Report) Reply

  • Juan Olivarez (5/5/2014 11:56:00 AM)

    Absolutely a brand new way to look at it. Love the poem. (Report) Reply

  • (5/3/2014 2:22:00 AM)

    Love is a giant risk of being hurt. But who said that it's better to be loved and lost than not loved at all? There's good and bad in everything- even love. Great poem, Colleen. I really enjoyed it. (Report) Reply

Read all 26 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 14, 2014

[Report Error]