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As it's own.

Love is a mark on my back.
A symbol,
  which only the one possessing it can explain.
It's meaning is endless,
from pain to beauty.
    One definition never good enough.

Love of life is one thing.
Love of a person, another.
            Jealousy is it's cousin,
            Greed it's friend and enemy.
              Lust it's twin,
              and Wraith one of it's best friends.

One thing can be just love,
with no other emotion.
Only hate, may cloud your mind.
And that is for the love of all,
  everything living on this earth and beyond.

To be able to forgive human's horrid activities.
  talking behind your back. Not even caring.
To forgive them using you,
and hurting your soul.
    To take a different route from hate.
    To see that everyone has a good side.

That is love without it's friends and family.
It's enemy, Hate, is just a shadow in the dark.

Author notes

I was thinking too much about a conversation I had with someone...and so I wrote this. I personally love all things and seem goodness in everyone, even though sometimes I get pissed off...etc. I end up forgiving the person...I end up understanding the person. I see the reasons..etc.

I'm not a saint, by all means, but I just...I don't know. I always have been that way...and I think a few abhor me for it.

What is your perception of this poem? How do you feel about it? Whatcha think?

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  • o..................
    April 9

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    Well put together

    Wow ! I love your intro KaseyL ,how you started with the tattoo on your back and then go on to explaining different meanings .
    ( "talking behind your back") is such a graceful way of returning to the intro .
    ("everyone has a good side") a great way to lead towards the end , leaving the reader to look inside of ones self .
    If you don't mind me giving you a suggestion , I think the last line would leave a bigger impact if you wrote it like this ...
    "That is love without it's friends and family.
    Hate, is just a shadow in the dark , loves enemy"

    Thank you KaseyL, I enjoyed reading you writing .
    I've learned that I grow as person better when I have forgiveness in my heart .

    Smiles
    Gabor


  • eRmOiSlEy
    December 11, 2008

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    Interesting. It made me think. Sometimes I really don't like that I understand your writing...because of our similarity...you know?

    I am not as righteous as you. Yes, I would like to live without the bitterness...but I can't forgive. I don't think it's wrong that I can't. I'm realizing that it never seemed to matter, or at least that's how I see it. It was all a silly game and I was merely a pawn.

    The things I felt...the things I thought I felt...I am no longer sure they were love. I have a lot to learn in my life as well, I suppose. But some people are just...evil and it might not be their fault.

    Then again...everyone deserves forgiveness. If I am a good person, which I like to believe I am or could be, than I should be able to forgive...

    I don't know, Kasey. All my rambeling just proves this made me think and I'm not sure I like it. I try not to think most of the time because it just makes me go in circles. I feel more like I am venting in this comment and for that I apologies.

    Maybe, the person I really need to forgive is myself.

    Very thought provoking write.

    <3Emily


    • KaseyL
      December 11, 2008
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      This poem is supposed to be understood by everyone in different ways. It wasn't just about one thing. It was about many things. When I said I forgive people..I meant different things that has been done to me, not just one. I know that what I felt was not exactly love...I know it was a kind of obsession that my mind knew yet at the same time wouldn't let me accept the truth. It was odd...but I am very glad that what happened to me did, because then I was able to fall in love with myself and find out who I am through the pain.

      This poem was supposed to be thought-provoking. It made you want to vent..that is completely fine. I will listen to anyone who wishes to vent to someone..no matter what it is about. Not because I'm self-righteous or a saint etc. It's because I know that people need to vent sometimes. And I also know that I would hate that there wasn't at least one person who would listen to anyone's ramble, vent whatever you wish to call it.

      And to be a good person doesn't mean you have to forgive. To be a good person means you will try to forgive and if you can't do it..then you don't. Being a good person you will try to do good. It's all about trying. If you jsut stop trying...then you are a bad person. So I don't believe you are a bad person.

      Glad you liked it.