Pithy Marvel

Unloved Men Hate (And Retards At The Mall; -) - Poem by Pithy Marvel

Unloved men hate,
they know not who they are

With a speck of stardust,
a drop of light
in their eye,
they would cry
and taste delight!

OH Fill mine eyes with the stardust
of love

That I might cry a river from above!

Pure Bliss!
that it may rain upon
man and reign within
and become a fountain
of living
baptizing the unclean,

Living water and light
in the heart of men,
it would cease all fight

We'll walk upright
compassionate sight
god's eye seen thru ours
and hours and hours and hours
of love and bliss,
it is our
natural state
no room for hate!


Be the retarded kid
in the mall!
Loving fearlessly
and hugging all!

I am that retard
but retard it not
for love is really
all I've got

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Topic(s) of this poem: love

Comments about Unloved Men Hate (And Retards At The Mall; -) by Pithy Marvel

  • Valsa George (7/23/2014 11:02:00 PM)

    From the foutain of love let everyone drink and quench his thirst. The pain of being unloved and uncared is the greatest pain and the most severe form of starvation of the soul.... The retard in the mall hugs everyone because there is no place of hate in him and he doesn't know how to conceal his emotions. So without propriety or reserve, he acts and if you are a retard that way.... the world needs men like you! Great write! Top marks! (Report) Reply

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  • (7/23/2014 12:12:00 PM)

    Rightly said, men bereft of love hate......they need to be loved......and love has that magical spell to transform
    beast to human....................very nicely composed Sir
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

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