Loving is so short
Forgetting so long
But
Better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all
And people wonder
Why do humans love chaos?
Why are humans greedy?
Why is love so violent?
Why romance never lasts?
In the depths of the human mind
Familiarity breeds contempt
More becomes less
Less becomes more
Too much of good becomes poison
Too much peace becomes boring
And men crave occasional pain
Women miss heartbreaks
The human mind craves mystery
New becomes exciting
The blessed miss the old poverty days
The free wish to be enslaved
Mothers wish they were still girls
Girls wish they had babies
The men behave like boys
Boys behave like men
And to have lived becomes inadequate
They talk about how they lived
The righteous wish they could sin
The sinners promise to repent
And everyone craves a bit of adventure
In the hidden depths of their souls
Really every one loves a bit of adventure. Beautifully written. Congratulations.
An insightful piece of poetry set aside for a sober reflection.......
A well expressed poem of great insight. Congratulations!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fascinating poem about Love. Most deserving as The Member Poem Of The Day.5 Stars Congratulations, dear poetess