Ugly reality

Beyond the words and hopes and dreams

Reality demands its rightful place

And questions shout to be understood

While doubt forms in dark clouds of mist

Is this sense that fills heart and mind

The legend humanity calls love?

Or do I deceive with faith and yearning

With the desire to know fulfillment?

 

Will the wonder that haunts my thoughts and loins

Fade with the weathering of all familiar?

Can something so consuming endure

The whims of time and experience?

Dare I gamble my fragile soul

On the wager to live for the moment?

When moments pass like decades and lives

Until even love has lost all meaning

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Took my breath away, I think this is your best I've read so far. I love it when we get to peek into someone's soul through their writing, this really moved me. That's what I expect from poetry to feel something...I'm all a tither from this read. Just beautiful.

[DrD]

You're precious, Frieda, thank you so much

[SarahV]

Beutiful! I love rhetorical questions used especially with these two lines
"Dare I gamble my fragile soul
On the wager to live for the moment?"
Keep up the good work! :)

[Anu Biswas]

Wow! I returned to the site after several months DrD and your poem gave me goosebumps all over again! How have you been? I took up a job after a year and have been really busy with all things not creative at all. :)

[Lina Grey]

breathtaking, beautiful, soulful, thoughtful. Poetry like it should be, I think. This is why people say poetry is hard, it's because poetry is this ~em

[Sid]

Wow, this is an amazing write Dr. I love all of your work but this just somehow hit home, struck a chord and held my heart, this is one of your best. Love if true can stand the test of time or so I have learned from your pieces and this just seals that thought...amazing write Dr.!!

[David Scott]

Place the damn bet! Yes! Love can't die. No!
Great write!

[J. J. Nightingale]

Love never ends .. it just changes form ..
My words are lost on some
And my days are but a fleeting thought
But love was mine
And in a moment of doubting disbelief
I gave then lost a memory ..

Touches deep, my heart beats faster when I read your words ..
And I ponder all the reasons, for love ... Jazz xx

[DrD]

And there are many reasons indeed . . . . but not all good ones.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Must they be good .. ?

[DrD]

It helps.

[J. J. Nightingale]

xx :).......

[Baby Ricochet]

Reality is a wolverine named Norman that likes to hide under s**t and bite your a*s when you walk past

[DrD]

Well, I guess that's one way to put it.

[Horizon K.]

Lovely and poignant... The question of what is love and how durable is if really, with it's many layers and stages that change over time. Very thoughtful...

[DrD]

Thank you, Horizon.

[CS]

This seems very intimate to me, Doc. When I started writing poetry again after being mute for ten years, it was because I could find my voice in it where I could not in reality. Reality was an ugly place to me. Poetry helped me find beauty once more. I can't tell you how much I can connect with this piece. I can really relate to the questioning nature of it.
Poetry is a window to the soul.
Very nicely said, my friend.

[DrD]

We are our words, Courtney and they make us indelible upon minds and time itself. Nothing is more powerful. Hitler rose to power not with armies but from a three foot space behind a podium.

[CS]

I don't know of anything more powerful than words. What else has the power to heal or destroy?

[Coyote Poetry]

"When moments pass like decades and lives
Until even love has lost all meaning"
I tell the young people. Enjoy life. Travel and test life. Love will fade. Friendship is forever. A lot of wisdom in your words. I wish to thank the kind people who share time and love with me. Age taught me the gift of love is rare and few. Thank you for sharing your thoughts in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[DrD]

I am grateful to those like you, Coyote, who visit here and share thoughts and feelings. That's what it's all about . . . .