They say love is all you need
But I think
love is fake
The broken promises,
the feeble vows,
the shattered hearts
and the tearful faces
This is all I see
And I choose
not to believe
in this mundane love
But I think
love is fake
The broken promises,
the feeble vows,
the shattered hearts
and the tearful faces
This is all I see
And I choose
not to believe
in this mundane love
Tokoni O. Uti
Feb 11, 2015 @ 14:25:18
Reblogged this on Beautiful Insanity.
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gislyreal
Feb 11, 2015 @ 14:34:21
Love is all you need. it’s the brokenness, feebleness and tears that makes it all there is to life. Love is real
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bariyah faisal
Feb 11, 2015 @ 14:36:10
may be you are right.
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empressofbooks
Feb 11, 2015 @ 14:47:39
It’s a beautiful poem. Beautiful, yet tragic. Nice work ๐
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bariyah faisal
Feb 11, 2015 @ 15:59:06
Thank you ๐
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bariyah faisal
Feb 12, 2015 @ 00:34:42
Thanks ๐
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barrira
Feb 11, 2015 @ 21:46:06
painful but apt.
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JMD398
Feb 11, 2015 @ 22:04:17
So first I must say that photo is strikingly beautiful and really brings depth to your post. Second all I wish to say is it is always a great thing to see when those emotions and feelings change. I will be looking forward to when you experience the depth that love can fill and enjoy seeing you write about it! (of course if these words you speak pertain to you)
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bariyah faisal
Feb 12, 2015 @ 00:33:08
Thank you. These words pertain to me but I think my perspective would change if I find true love. That depends on what life holds for me . I will then write about it.
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JMD398
Feb 12, 2015 @ 00:43:48
I’ll be waiting, I warn you sometimes it creeps up on you, hopefully I’ll read something soon
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bariyah faisal
Feb 12, 2015 @ 06:57:31
Thanks for the warning ๐
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martha0stout
Feb 11, 2015 @ 22:25:47
But without the moments of love
Would we ever know of sorrow?
Time will not heal the wounds
Only cover them so they are shallow
Scars, that stretch and turn
And burn
As they are pulled on.
But sometimes they reopen
So that we can clean them out
And then they heal
And start to peal
And show us the shape
Of a heart.
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bariyah faisal
Feb 12, 2015 @ 00:34:14
That is beautiful poetry. My poem was just one perspective of love
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martha0stout
Feb 12, 2015 @ 01:34:42
And it inspired my response poem. Yours was quite beautiful as well and it made me think.
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bariyah faisal
Feb 12, 2015 @ 06:51:36
Yours was really good and thanks ๐
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jensenempire2551
Feb 12, 2015 @ 06:52:12
if, if i could find a love, which would set my heart and mind free?
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bariyah faisal
Feb 12, 2015 @ 07:03:12
I think pure love does that but I haven’t seen it in real life.
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jensenempire2551
Feb 12, 2015 @ 23:12:17
Damn!
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sexinthekitchensink
Feb 22, 2015 @ 02:56:36
This is a very powerful poem. Well-written.
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bariyah faisal
Feb 22, 2015 @ 10:12:34
Thanks!
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