Love is Merely a Dream

Love is Merely a Dream

A Poem by Will

I fall too hard too fast,
it's a really nasty habit.
I see a chance to fall in love
and I can't help but grab it.

By now I should've learned
that it never ends well.
Being alone and unloved
will forever be my hell.

Every time I've ever loved
it's quickly gone to shambles.
I've taken my fair share of chances,
but with your heart you shouldn't gamble.

So I guess until the end
it'll be just me and my words..
I guess it just wasn't meant to be,
so for me, love is a dream deferred.

© 2013 Will


Author's Note

Will
A nod to one of my favorite poems of all time

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Alone and unloved, my a*s.... You know just as well as I do both of those things aren't true... :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

I'm a poet, I have to write about something!
It was more of a communication of yours with your readers in the form of a poem.
"By now I should've learned
that it never ends well.
Being alone and unloved
will forever be my hell."

Is a good stanza..

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Mary. Always appreciated
Mary Christabel George

11 Years Ago

Welcome :)
Deep, and poignant. {Had to use the theosaurus so I could sound a little more educated. Increasing one's vocabulary.}
I think love is one of those impossiably hard topics. Because alot of the time it's sadness or happiness. Kinda like a trainwreck of bipolar-fluxual-feelings that will ultimately end in some way or another. Also, today's standards of love are quite depressing. *sigh*

{Ignore the spelling errors.}

Other than that, it's a beautiful peice of poetry.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

"a trainwreck of bipolar-fluxual-feelings that will ultimately end in some way or another"
read more
Lou ._.

11 Years Ago

mmm, I meant love also in general. "All good things end." A sad thing, but true.
Awww.... I love the bittersweet theme to it, and how the simplicity of it gives it a more in-depth fill. Very good description in the stanzas. And that is why, I stick to falling in love with food lol :) :) :)

*Nods to your favourite poems of all time* I can see why it's one of your faves :) :) :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Cerulean

11 Years Ago

Yes I agree (I say as I glare at you) Not fair, I want those pretzels! Gimme the pretzels and I won'.. read more
Will

11 Years Ago

Alright you got em ;) lol.
Cerulean

11 Years Ago

Is it a trick? 'Cos I am not gonna throw out an empty bag ;)
Good write. I like the flow. Thumbs up.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much
I'm sure you don't want advice or platitudes from a stuffy old codger, but age 15 is too early to give up on anything you seek. Your poem is written with skill and maturity of one far older than you. Excellent meter and rhyme (although purists would question the S's on shambles and words but not on their rhyming words). "Habit" and "grab it" is especially clever. This poem is an example of what I meant when I replied to your review that it is astonishing to read such thoughtful and artfully-constructed poetry by one your age. (I suppose you know how to access your poem to correct the typo on the last line. If not, please message me and I'll explain.)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

I deeply appreciate such kind words. I really do. I don't intend on giving up yet, and I think I can.. read more
Don't ever give up on love - it only takes one to be The One! Great flow and rhyme overall - check that last stanza. Maybe tighten up a bit:

So I guess until the end
it'll be just me and my words..
I guess love just wasn't meant to be,
For me, a dream deferred.



Posted 11 Years Ago


Will

11 Years Ago

Giving up isn't really my style, so I won't. I like the idea of fixing up the last stanza, so I'll d.. read more

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Added on August 17, 2013
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Tags: love, dream, lost, habit, alone, sad, words

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Brooklyn, NY



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Well now that I have the patience, I'll actually write something here. I'm Will, and I'm 16 years old going on 17 , born and raised in Brooklyn, NY. I write what appeals to me. I just love writ.. more..

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