I want to know

I want to know

A Poem by alexandrexo
"

tell me what you think...

"

I want to know the

depth of love

the thoughts revolved

around it

and when you speak

those loving words

I hope my heart

confides

it.


I want to know the

depth of hope

the art of

believing

to understand

what it

means

to have

eternal feelings.

© 2014 alexandrexo


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That's pretty impressive! I love the mixture of your taste of love that's well crafted into the words. In today's modern life, every body's so mad at love even though they don't even know the real meaning of love but they all want love cause to 'em, love's what that makes 'em happy but they don't keep it remember that it's a love which's a reason of "Pain" as well... which means, if we don't treat love right, we feel the feel of pain but when we treat it right then we come to know the real presence of love because love's what that's itself quenched of being loved.

Lovely poem! You've opened your red beat soft heart here n you bleed into the forms of words.
I adore this write!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Very enticing. I love the way you spread out your sentences so much and kept the stanzas short. It makes the thoughts presented seem lazy but sincere, much like the thoughts each of us have every day. This poem makes me want to read it a few times to really grasp fully what it means. Despite how relatable the poem is, I think only you know the true meaning behind it which is an amazing concept. Thank you for sharing this.

Posted 10 Years Ago


alexandrexo

10 Years Ago

thank you so much :)))
Cari Zahn

10 Years Ago

No problem! :)
That's pretty impressive! I love the mixture of your taste of love that's well crafted into the words. In today's modern life, every body's so mad at love even though they don't even know the real meaning of love but they all want love cause to 'em, love's what that makes 'em happy but they don't keep it remember that it's a love which's a reason of "Pain" as well... which means, if we don't treat love right, we feel the feel of pain but when we treat it right then we come to know the real presence of love because love's what that's itself quenched of being loved.

Lovely poem! You've opened your red beat soft heart here n you bleed into the forms of words.
I adore this write!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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