The End Of Fake Called Love Poem by hopeless 111
The End Of Fake Called Love
The end of a fake called love i started one day
The end of a a lie called love
The end of a feeling I felt one day
The end of a story I began
The end of my pain that is too painful
Feeling I got feeling I have started feeling I must end
Love is a fake in reality
May I change my reality?
Am I responsible for my fate?
My dreams crashed with my fate
To die to stay forever in a grave
Never see the sun or moon
Simple dreams vanish in my heart
Cannot face the tough world
Decide to be away from people
There is no peace you got in life
All I got is depressed mind
Myself is forced to stay away
In a worse day I tried to hide
Change my feeling to the right
To die to end to stay ahide
(Cannot face the tough world Decide to be away from people There is no peace you got in life All I got is depressed mind) ....you will not find peace in your life except when you find inner peace...be sure of that....and its not so hard to find it believe me friend...and really death is the solution of nothing...coz death itself is another problem...think of God...your only chance to win his love is life...so...dont lose it or you will lose his love and this means alot! !
oh it is sad words i'm sorry but it is amazing poem search, search you will find the end of love called happiness, cheers and find some hope
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4/24/2024 9:28:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like the way you bared you innermost thoughts in the poem, however l do not concur with some of your convictions. Love is a spiritual experience that affects all and sundry in a very profound way. It is spiritual in nature, whimsical and temperamental. It needs careful nurturing by both couples for its bliss to endure. Love is nourished by tolerance, understanding, fair-play, forgiveness, ... It is giving wholeheartedly without expecting anything in return. It's a nice poem, well penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.