Like The Sun

A slightly morbid take on the goal we call love.

Love is like the sun,

A constant ideal,

Yet always out of reach,

Within the sights of our aching arms,

Yet burns us with each trying attempt,

So taunting it seems,

Like a man on the edge of his mind,

Hoping that with his descent,

The frilled society that crumpled around him,

Will offer a light,

A beacon,

A lifeline to hold onto,

To make the ever so present madness,

And ever haunting bitterness,

Turn numb for just a moment,

Yes, love is like the sun,

Meant only to remind us,

Of the hollow shell we call a soul.

Reviews

[Half Dream]

Very nice! I really like the great imagery in this peice. Thanks for sharing!

[Emberlorna]

"Yes, love is like the sun,
Meant only to remind us,
Of the hollow shell we call a soul."

Such haunting & lovely imagery... I really love this.

[SyberRose]

Yes love is also like a rose with thorns...hurting yourself each time you get close but have to be more careful the next time...Enjoyed...Rose:)

[Friday]

Is thought provoking okay? I think it is. For better or worse it seems to work that way in many cases. Thank you.