RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 126,806 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Love Is Not - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Love is not.

It is the truth of all ages.

There was never any love in this world,
only the imagining of it in each person's mind.

Everyone claimed to have felt love consume their
hearts with fire.

It was all a lie - they had no desire to find out
the hidden truths inside.

Where can love fit in their tempestuous lives?

How would it have fit in with their bodily, lustful,
unmeaningful desires?

No. Love is not.

There has never been love in this world, we have no
room for it - we keep selfishly unto ourselves -
never letting anyone get close enough to see that
we are only empty shells.

Putting a hand, cupped, to our ears, we hear not the
ocean's roar, only stinginess and greed.

There is no way for anyone to reach out and grasp
life peacefully - it is always snatched close, in
tightfisted hands, belying rights of others - throwing
them - burying them - in shifting sands.

Yes. Love is not.

That is the truth of all ages.

We only imagine ourselves - our world - in love.

But, we are not.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 24, 2014


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