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Dare

To know that I would live and die alone
Would take a stronger, braver heart than mine.
The loss of love hurts more than breaking bone,
But none at all is like a broken spine.


A dream is paralyzed when never shared,
And words are left unsaid with none to hear.
All hope is lost when nothing’s ever dared,
And all is lost if there’s no loss to fear.


My heart defenseless fills my soul with dread,
But living loveless terrifies me, too.
Despite the tears for love that I have shed,
To love and hope again, I’d risk a few.


There is no warranty on loving hearts.
There is no hope but that which love imparts.

Author notes

I do not know that I have written from this specific prompt, but this pre-written poem is certainly based on similar sentiments.

Prompt1
Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.

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  • Corinthians13-4
    September 2, 2008

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    Oh yeah. It hurts to love because when you give someone your hear, you give them the right to break it. The two things just go hand in hand. And more often then not, they seem to take advantage of the opportunity. Then you get so sick of the pain, and just end things altogether.
    But then you start to remember all of the beautiful memories the two of you shared together, and you just sigh. You miss it so much. The last thing you want is to get hurt again, but the thought of what the two of you had... the idea to have something like that again is so tempting that it almost hurts more to long for it then to have it and see it go.
    Love = pain.
    'Nuff said.

    <3 Erin


  • hopelesspoet
    July 16, 2008

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    this is a beautiful poem i hope that one day you find the love that doesnt hurt good luck in the contest


    • Peripatetic gold member
      July 16, 2008
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      I think that's something all of us hope for ourselves. If we're good people, we wish it for others, too. Thanks for the comment and the expression of a kind heart!


  • cricketjeff gold member
    July 16, 2008

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    A really lovely sonnet, bitter sweet love. So so touching, well written indeed

    If we didn't restrict multiple winners in any round this would be a winner

    Thanks a lot for your entry
    Keep 'em coming

    Thanks
    Jeff and Sue

  • ecrivain01
    July 6, 2008

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    Sacré bleu!

    This is a fabulous poem.

    It's simple yet profound,
    lofty yet close to the ground.
    Deep as a well,
    with a story to tell,
    with emotion welling,
    but completely compelling.


    • Peripatetic gold member
      July 6, 2008

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      mercy boo coo!

      I'll betcha you just accidentally started rhyming with the first two lines of the comment, and then just couldn't stop! Happens to me all the time. Where else except on a poetry site would a person feel free to play around like this with words and sounds!

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