love memories residue incinerated
hugs discontinuity entropy increases
love piercings immunity forcefield fails
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
It does not make sense or have any reason of flow to me, but maybe my mind isn't deep enough to encompass such a strange poem as this one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It makes sense, it explores reasons for love failing without stating the obvious, which has been done countless times; each line has an individual rhythm and flow, but if read quickly evokes a disharmony which suits the love failing themes; love failing is reflected upon incessantly, if read a few times it makes sense; the reasons for love failing are obvious and elusive, this poem is written in depths, love regressing; but the style is not meant to be obvious, meaning is whatever a reader imposes and like love regressive this will have no meaning when contrasted with the strength intensity and often immunity of a young passionate love. Thank you for the response Kay, I love appreciate and adore honesty, and with poems written in sometimes vastly differing styles individual poems will be suited to some tastes more than others, readers read topics they enjoy, themes like politics and war are not enjoyed by readers of love and nature always, some like sad poems some happy, we all differ and there are poems for everyone.