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Thursday, July 4, 2019

WHAT IS IT?

WHAT IS IT?



















What is It?



If love is not love

Then what is it?
How can it exist
If it's not real?

If love is not there

How can you feel it?
And what is a love
That you can't feel?

What is wanting

If you don't want it?
And needing something
That you don't need?

Why is the thing you don't need

So all powerful?
And how does it grow
If you don't plant the seed?

How does the heart decide who it loves?

Does the mind then, not play a part?
All of the thoughts in the brain can't conceive
Of the emotions that live in the heart.

The heart is an entity all of it's own

No one can control it by will
Your mind can demand and command it
But the heart hears and goes it's way, still.

I do not want to love you

I had made no plans, you see
I didn't count on you entwining yourself
Till you became a part of me.

I didn't want to want you 

I didn't need the pain
I had hurt so much from love's cruel touch
And I didn't want to hurt again.

I really tried to run away

When that feeling did approach
I resisted everything I saw in you
That my lonely heart needed the most.

But the heart became my master

And my mind just sighed and left
For it knew that soon my heart would break
And that I'd find myself, bereft.

And so I am and so it did

And love's wounds have cut me deep
As my heart reached out to hold onto
Something it could never keep.

You tell me love cannot be real 

In this place and space and time
Because your own heart does not feel
The love I feel with mine.

And though that might be true for you

That doesn't make it so
Not thinking, I reached my hands to love
And with the same hands, must let it go.

If this love is not love

Then what is it?
How can it exist
If it's not real?

If my love for you

Is not something that's true
Then tell me, what is this heartbreak
I feel?

You can't tell me my mind has imagined

When my mind warned me not to partake
My mind only has one thing in common
With the heart and that's both of them break.

But only love can break a heart

That thing that God gave man
And only He knows the secret to how
Love can heal that heart again.










©by Voo
July 4, 20019
12:27 a.m.
Independence Day



Only Love



Only Love


Only Love

3 comments:

  1. Very profound,and sadly true. Even though love can't be willed to come or to not come, our minds can't make that choice for us.

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    1. Yes, it's true and unfortunately where I find myself at this moment. I don't know why I even try
      to love anybody anymore........
      HAPPY 4th OF JULY, Sandra!!!! sad smile

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  2. I guess the point of your poem was that you DON'T try to love or to not love...it'll happen whether you want to or not. I guess wearing one's heart on one's sleeve can have its downside...

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