A Fool In Love

A Fool In Love

A Poem by Blue Ivory


A Fool In Love

You know that thing they say about money?

Well I realized it can be applied to affections too.

They tell you not to spend it all in one place.

To save some.

In case all that you have today, is gone tomorrow.

What will you do then?

Will you ever love again?

How can you?

All the love you had in you is spent!

You could, I suppose, but what kind of life would that be?

You could always TAKE your life.

But we all know that is no solution, as we are all alive and well enough to be able to read this.

 

You know that thing they tell you not to do with money?

Well I did that with my affections.

I loved with my heart and soul.

I don’t know if the worst part

Is that now I have nothing left to spend but a lot to spend on

Or that I spent it all in the wrong place;

A place that was never right to begin with.

Although, I should also consider

The fact that it cost me more than my love

And I still wasn’t rich enough to afford it.

 

So I invite you now.

Come join me!

Let’s laugh at my foolishness together!

And decide together also, which one the funniest sad fraction of my life is!

For after a mistake of which you have no way out,

All that is left is mockery

And laughter insanity.

© 2013 Blue Ivory


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I WAS ADMIRED ON THE WAY YOU TAILED MONEY AND LOVE TOGETHR COMPARABLY. OF COURSE I PERSONALLY INSSIST NOT TO SUMBIT ALL YOU GOT TO ANYONE IN THE NAME OF LOV UNLESS STICKED ON MARRIGE. AT THE END OF THE DAY YOU DON'T REALLY KNOW FOR exact who that person is anway. please keep it up and have a good day.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thanks :3 really appreciate it.



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ron
I like your take on love. Very interesting indeed. I believe you are right, best not waist love all in one spot.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thank you :3 Glad you liked it.
ron

11 Years Ago

You are most welcome.
I WAS ADMIRED ON THE WAY YOU TAILED MONEY AND LOVE TOGETHR COMPARABLY. OF COURSE I PERSONALLY INSSIST NOT TO SUMBIT ALL YOU GOT TO ANYONE IN THE NAME OF LOV UNLESS STICKED ON MARRIGE. AT THE END OF THE DAY YOU DON'T REALLY KNOW FOR exact who that person is anway. please keep it up and have a good day.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thanks :3 really appreciate it.
Oh man. This is too much. The way you related money with love was really clever. I honestly started smiling while reading the last stanza. When you're done making a mistake and if it feels like a grave mistake, there really is no other choice but to feel it's pain, be angry at yourself and laugh at your own foolishness. Yes, that psychotic kind of laugh. Oh God, awesome work putting feels into writing!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thanks so much for being on the same page as me! :D
Lovely thought provoking write , like how you equate the two.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A common denominator title that will always attract, God knows there's never a shortage of us fools...so I come expecting more of the same common threads that connect us, and get a pleasant surprise; the perspective of growing experience in young maturity told in near genius fashion...yes, I said it.
I don't know your age, but I marvel at your accomplishments in writing ten years from now, and don't mean moneywise, I mean substance.

Thanks for sharing

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Antoñyo

11 Years Ago

LOL Not old enough to know about love.. 15?
Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Insulted. I was 17 when I wrote this :P
Antoñyo

11 Years Ago

< smiles > No insulting meant...but uhh, 17 is...I'm shuttin' up now!
Such a rich blend of concepts within this poem, I am glad stopped by and read this one as I enjoyed your writing alot! :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I'm glad to hear that.
While it might feel that we have no more love to give after we've given our all this is not true. We have and endless supply of love of all kinds...its just our hearts hold it back after being hurt. Great poem...

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

That's a very good point. Thank you. :)
redflutterby

11 Years Ago

You're welcome!!
Very eloquent piece and an interesting use of metaphor. I might challenge you by stating that money is finite in numbers whereas one cannot use numbers with human emotion; boundaries unknown.

Thought provoking piece indeed. Thank you!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

At the time when I wrote this, I felt as if my love was countable. That I was running out of my abil.. read more
Your debate some of life's losses and responsibilities so eloquently, beautiful writing, well done!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Siren ,

I liked the title very much and that dragged me to read this poem ...
I'm glad I read it ... its amazingly beautiful write up ....
the poem portrays loss in such a serene manner .... I personally liked the constant comparison done about money and love .... usage of metaphors is extremely good

Thanks for this wonderful share ! honored to have read this one ....

Keep up such good work ....

Cheers!!
Tuvi

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Blue Ivory

11 Years Ago

I'm really glad you liked it so much :)

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