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Their Sorrow

Life is but a show for stars the moon and the sun. Emotions are for little kids as they play and run. Love is just a fairytale from books from poems never to be won. Living is just a dream from which we never wake. Feelings are awful things their pain their sorrow strong they ache. Love is but a fantasy never a reality never can partake. (click on the pic to preview my poetry book!)

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Date: 1/13/2021 3:14:00 AM
Lark Ascending... This is your Legacy for them. Feelings are necessary things...to grow. In time they will learn the truth of it all. Children (children that grow into adults) go searching for the 'elusive'. They develop minds of their own. Sometimes they find good, sometimes they find bad. Underneath the soil, is always LOVE, in some form. Love is all that is asked for and searched for, in the end. No matter how long it takes. x
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Rob Levasseur
Date: 1/15/2021 9:56:00 AM
It was written during a particularly dark time for me.
Date: 1/10/2021 7:03:00 PM
My depression from another time often left me wondering why should I bother trying at all. The poem puts me in mind of Paul Simon’s line, “If I never loved I never would have cried.” Liked the poem.
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Rob Levasseur
Date: 1/15/2021 9:55:00 AM
Thanks much J. I just noticed this review, sorry so tardy. I was removed briefly after an unpleasant altercation with another man who calls himself a poet.
Date: 1/10/2021 11:08:00 AM
That ending panged, excellent write. I like little poems with big impact. Your poem reminded me of a line from Thanks for Sharing, “feelings are like children, you can’t let them drive and you don’t want to leave them in the trunk” ...or something like that. xomo
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Rob Levasseur
Date: 1/10/2021 11:31:00 AM
It was written during a time of great loss for me. It was as low of a point as any. Thank you for your thoughtful comments.

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