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Love Has Its Limits

The initial title of this poem was Alone Again , Unnaturally because that's what happened to me . All alone in a hotel room somewhere . But it's not about me . It's about what leads us to be all alone in this world.

I'm in our room all alone.
Still trying to figure out what went wrong .
I'm like a prisoner on solitary,
Until the phone rang , it was my secretary.

' How are you , sir ' she said.
' Not so well ' I replied with voice so sad .
' Why sir ' she asked worried.
' It's nothing ' I said . ' I really have to hurry .

She gave me my itinerary .
But my mind was in something more scary.
I can't erase the picture.
Of what she did the day of my departure .

' I'm leaving you , Nike '
' I took all my things, ready to take a hike .
I asked ' Why so suddenly ?'
She gave no answer and took off brazenly !

So I am really shocked.
I got my bags & left too, never bother to lock .
' To the airport ' I said.
To the taxi driver who just want to get paid .

My heart was so heavy.
Much heavier than the bags I had to carry.
I have to drag my feet .
Towards the big airplane to take my seat .

It's not the first time .
That she said she's leaving, it's such a crime .
But this time it's true .
Our life together is really done and through .

I never listened to her .
When she said that she could no longer bear .
That love has it's limits.
So handle my heart 'with your hands with mitts'.

I am afraid of the future.
Living alone in this world is not my nature .
One day without her is hell.
I am ready to beg her to come back, oh well !

A sad poem...
Take care!

Margie

that is rather melancholy -
your measure of your strength
is the determination of your
desire to win her back:)

heyy.. feel better!

I like how the speaker is at first naive about why the woman is leaving, but then admits that she's threatened before. Nice job.

samuru - is it sad ? maybe . mildly , i guess .

sophie - melancholy . i like that word . it soungds soothing . thanks.

neers now that i saw you took time to comment , yes mam !

bug - the speaker is not really naive . he's just a lil' stupid to realize that it is happenning ...

hi
nice poem. how do you write poetry so frequently??
looks like all ur poems are abt old love...come on boy, buck up!!
tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

hows you??

imperfect - i write poems when i'm in love .
i write so much poems because i'm always in love !

tanusree - ditto.

neers - a lot better . it's almost poetry thursday that's why !
thanks for asking .

i really like this, i think it speaks a truth that we all hit at one point in one way ... wonderful ...

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