Eliza Cushman Poet I do not know?

Laughter of Fate

Fate laughs to himself;
As I listen to the melody
playing within my heart.

With kisses of bliss
I fall head over heals.
And outside my line of vision...
blinded by love,
He taunts me with the
prospect of "true love."

But, in my shame,
I turn my form
in belief that
there be no such thing;
Tears streaming down my cheeks,
and heart torn in disarray.
Hand made stitches are needed
in the form of self love.

"Because" laughing Fate
in his mocking tone...
"Self-love is the only true love!
Foolish and naive 
Human fantasies to think
true love is from another!"

In his scorn
We know this be truth...
True love is within ourselves 
before love can come from another.

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Skat A May 6, 2016 at 11:10 PM ELIZA, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. *SKAT*

Poet Destroyer A April 29, 2016 at 10:35 PM Eliza, Well done. Glad to read your poem today. Love -LINDA-

Carol Sunshine Brown July 28, 2011 at 2:45 PM Wonderful creative writing today Eliza. I will be back soon to read more if the gremlins in PoetrySoup will permit. Love, Carol

Steven Cooke July 28, 2011 at 4:06 AM a reflection of love, so sad ,but so beautiful. i love this. top notch

Jl Sadberry July 27, 2011 at 7:30 PM Smile, *^_^* “As A Human Being I Find A Paradox Amid This Wonderfully Reflective Poem, My Dear Precious Lady = Yet, Time Should Allow Myself A Complete Elaboration At The Moment Yet, Tis True In Part, Love Must Begin Within == And I Can See That Your Beauty Would Seem Very Easy to Love Thus, Let Truth Be Your Guide.” === My Love to You Always & Forever, Jasper *

Jack Ross Jr. July 27, 2011 at 7:15 PM Entertaining write....some humans have the capacity to Love, without loving themselves...matter of perspecitive I suppose, ....God bless old Jack

July 27, 2011 at 6:52 PM Hey Eliza. I love the message, so true. We must first love ourselves to know how we want to be loved and that becomes the true love we search for.Thanks for the great poem.