A Question

Questions drown the mind in a river of sorrow

Is it wrong to say I’m in love at a young age?

You ask your parents

But they simply giggle and laugh

Yes, they reply, it is wrong to say you’re in love

 

Is it unusual to feel right in a time of wrong?

You ask your higher power

There is no reply

But the wind grows stronger as if laughing

 

Is it sad to say I’m going insane because of love?

You ask your pet when you’re alone

It simply wags its tail

As if in mockery

 

Is it unreasonable to say you found ‘The One’ at my age?

You scream to the night air

Only to get chills in the back of your spine

As if to taunt you

 

Is it too much to say that I love someone older?

You search desperately for an answer

Only to get an eerie silence in return

As if time stopped to smile mockingly

 

Why is it hard for people to accept love at young age?

You ask the wise man of the village

Because, he responds, love cannot be possessed at young age

He gives a smile thinking the question cute

 

Is there anyone who thinks love is an ability without age requirement?

You scream inside your head

Only to hear a voice say no

In the back of your mind

 

If I told you why I was so depressed, would you laugh?

You ask your parents in a whisper so they don’t hear

Only to get a small tingling in your stomach

As if you already knew the answer

 

If I told you, I was 17 and she was 21, what would you say?

You wonder as you watch your family stroll around

A sharp pain enters your head

As if to punish for such a stupid question

Reviews

[Closed Account]

Aww. I definitely agree with Norma (review below mine!!) It isn't that you're too young. I've been in a case like that too, but I quickly found out that I was in love with a guy who practically hated me, and refused to change his mind about me. But oh well. You've written an amazing poem, Dakota, as always. Great job!(:

[Norma M Sutton]

It isn't that you are too young to love. Most likely that young love IS love in it's truest form. It is that you are still growing and changing. If you grow and change together then that can be the best kind of love. My grandparents had that kind of love, however if you change and grow in different directions then there will be problems. I was in that situation. We grew apart and in different directions. He grew to resent me because I couldn't be what he thought I should be. The thing to remember is that if it IS the kind of love you are dreaming of it will still be there later on.