The text of this poem could not be published because of Copyright laws.
I love this poem. If you enjoyed it, then you might also like my poems 'When I Wake Up Every Morning' and 'So Many Times'.
Any cruelty here consists of commenting on the poet rather than the poem, and nobody commits another person's suicide. More than that, I have been unable to get this poem out of my mind, the agony and the wonder of pure chemistry. Who has not had a relationship like this or had one that evolved into this? On one hand the agony is immense but the ecstacy more so, such that you will accept any amount of toxicity, ignoring the good sense of self, friends and family for years or even unto death.
That full stop shouldn't be there indeed. But I think it somehow underlines the words about their love, markes them out. Without the first line the whole verse becomes the senseless SM-abracadabra. So it's quite reasonable to make them noticeable in this way. Even if this is a mistake of formatting, it is an apropriate mistake indeed.
Holy freak. I am obsessed. I’m just going to pretend you wrote this for me-read it 50 more times.
.........all the ingredients are here for an explosive... and dangerous type of love.....which usually leads to a crime of passion.....with someone having bullets through their head.....
The text of this poem could not be published because of Copyright laws. ? ? ? what does this mean? ? ? is there any point looking for any 20th century poems?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ted hughes is a tool who closed the oven door on a greater poet's head.