A Single Word

I often can't but wonder

If it would be obsured

A poem with a title

But consists of one lonely word

 

No other letters exist

To keep this word company

It doesn't need a friend

Alone it tells the story

 

The poem that is spoken of

Is simple i must confess

It starts with a title reading:

"The Birth of True Unhappiness"

 

Now of course with any poem

The reader will interperate their view

Everyone will see a different story

I can promise this is true

 

A million people will read

This poem that has been writ

And a million stories will be derived

You can be sure of it

 

What will be combined

With the title that lies above?

The single word written underneath

Is none other than "love"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Adam Whitworth]

well done

[Richard Morimanno]

thank you adam

[rnuff]

I really like this and the feelings and depth. Awesome

[Richard Morimanno]

thank you Shorty =)

[EYES OF MY SOUL]

I really love your approach ,good work makes a lot of sense

[Richard Morimanno]

thank you

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I was struck by the different interpretation that the poet knows will be given to the poem. This is true as art is personal. Personal to the writer, painter, etc and the reader, viewer. As for Love standing alone, I agree.

[Richard Morimanno]

thank you for your review its much appreciated =)