Note: This poem can be read as a whole or seen as different poems linked to one another in some context
To write, to read, to drink, to breathe
all require a small amount of effort
But to love and be loved
takes even less
Love being a fickle emotion
is everchanging and at times forever constant
You may love someone and be loved
You may hate someone and be hated
You might even love someone and never feel it reciprocated ( or vice versa )
Do you see a glass as half full or half empty ?
Do you realise there is water in the well when it is there ?
My glass is currently half empty
and I, the well, was not noticed until I was no longer there
My thoughts, my ever so troubling thoughts....
My emtions, controlled or wild ?
My presence, noticed or not ?
Myself, taken for granted ?
She, the only one I think about....
Her, the reason for love...
Even when she's not there, she is....
Romeo waiting for Juliet
I, does she feel what I feel ?
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Words Whispered From Peerless Depths
PoetryHeylo to everyone whose taken the time to read this, I've posted this collection of poems thanks to constant encouragement from my friends who have read a few a of them and also because I think that they can help those who might feel the same, I ho...
