Love?
Fifty Words, or Else...
Let's see...
What do I think of
cheap words and bad chocolate?
My story untold?
It ain't me.
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I sit,
with the screen
after lectures, marks.
Thoughts are hard to help.
They aren't me.
*
I see
no words
to get this right.
And I know...
It escapes me.
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Comments (10)
This poem is a poignant reflection of our longing for authenticity. Self-awareness begins with the perception and recognition of bright vibrations, whether in the form of words, thoughts, or emotions.
I agree… Love is tricky to adequately express in words… especially only 50!🥹
Love is beyond words. But I'd rather have bad chocolates than no chocolates hehehehe
Haha cheap words and bad chocolate. Sums up lustful valentines
The truth for far too many in such time of division & isolation.
To me, love is a verb that can stand the test of time, so I very much relate! Well done!
You found the perfect words when you wrote Cheap words and bad chocolate. You hit it all right on the nose.
Cheap words and bad chocolate That’s Valentine’s Day.
I think you do have the words. This was just perfect.
Love it