True Love

I needed you

Just you.You. Your name is love. Where have you been?
Not in my mind. Ignorance loved you. I love the love. How?
Love is an untouchable thing. How can I love it? How should I hug the love?
How can I grasp air or water? Love the love it’s not possible. This is a fiction.
Only. Love is evil. Insulting, inviting, attractive, desirable, warm, glittering.
When it’s close you want to hug the love. But you can’t. I can’t. And the love is laughing.
I am suffering. She is an evil mermaid.  Love isn’t respect for a sensitive painful heart.
Why? Because the love lives from the suffering souls. So my loved love enjoying my suffering
Sufferings. 
Yes. This life is suffering—the suffering. Everything passes, goes away, turns into a mist,
ceases.
The result of a living green leaf is dead fallen leaves. My result is my coffin.
And afterlife, I know, I will meet with love. The only one love. In the endless ocean.
It was worth suffering. I needed you. But you threw me away. You will stay here.
The true love takes me away.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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March 21, 2025 at 9:46 PM
I enjoyed your poem. Love is a fickle thing and your poem said a lot in only a few lines. Keep writing, the more you write the better you become. I'll look for more of your work
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