Jump to content
Koby

Meaning of the Word Love

Recommended Posts

Written by: Koby
Date: March 16, 2009


Meaning of the Word Love
-------------------------------------

I look over at you
I see nothing but a shadow
of what we once were
I never understood
how we could let this happen
from the moment that we met
there was stars in your eyes
we were perfect for each other
forget all the cliches
throw them out the window
what we had was true
true love, or so we had thought
looking back, we must have been really naive
that kind of love could never exist
it was straight out of a fairy tale
we were foolish, naive, to ever think it would last
what is love for that matter
it seems it's just a meaningless word...
can it really not mean a thing
all the time we spent together
I'm looking back...
I can no longer see
except for a pitch black shadow
it seems to be looming over me
it's like death knocking on my door
I can't continue to exist
I can't be with you
but I can't live without you
We were never meant to be together
but I've fallen for you
That time has come and gone
is love really just a meaningless phrase
tossed around day after day
I was sitting here waiting in my room
pondering lifes... loves questions
Chemistry... we were nothing without it.
It wasn't suppose to be...
I see that now..
Maybe I'll get over it
So this is adios.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Wow, someone finally replied to one of them, lolz.. Many more posted with no replies.. O.o

Thank for reading and commenting.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Written by: Koby

Date: March 16, 2009

Meaning of the Word Love

-------------------------------------

I look over at you

I see nothing but a shadow

of what we once were

I never understood

how we could let this happen

from the moment that we met

there was stars in your eyes

we were perfect for each other

forget all the cliches

throw them out the window

what we had was true

true love, or so we had thought

looking back, we must have been really naive

that kind of love could never exist

it was straight out of a fairy tale

we were foolish, naive, to ever think it would last

what is love for that matter

it seems it's just a meaningless word...

can it really not mean a thing

all the time we spent together♦

I'm looking back...

I can no longer see♦

except for a pitch black shadow♦

it seems to be looming over me

it's like death knocking on my door

I can't continue to exist

I can't be with you

but I can't live without you♦

We were never meant to be together♦

but I've fallen for you♦

That time has come and gone

is love really just a meaningless phrase

tossed around day after day♦

I was sitting here waiting in my room

pondering lifes... loves questions

Chemistry... we were nothing without it.

It wasn't suppose to be...

I see that now..

Maybe I'll get over it

So this is adios.

Hey Nice One i liked Few Lines xD ♦ Pointed :)

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Wow, someone finally replied to one of them, lolz.. Many more posted with no replies.. O.o

Thank for reading and commenting.

No problem, I'm trying to be active, seems they followed. XD

I'll go through some soon. Love to see more too. (:

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Nice Koby! I think my only constructive criticism would be to take advantage of imagery. You got a story here of two lovers, would be cool to see it come alive! :)


 


Do you just write poems or do you write in other genres, too? I've often tried to write poems but they always seem to fall flat. 


  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Nice Koby! I think my only constructive criticism would be to take advantage of imagery. You got a story here of two lovers, would be cool to see it come alive! :)

 

Do you just write poems or do you write in other genres, too? I've often tried to write poems but they always seem to fall flat. 

I actually haven't written much of anything for a couple years now, but yeah I usually just did poems with an occasional short couple page story here or there. I don't think I ever really kept up with the short stories I wrote though so they're probably lost to time.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.


  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    No registered users viewing this page.


  • Similar Content

    • By Koby
      I don't remember when I wrote this, seems I didn't date it, but here's another poem from my teenage years.
       
      Who Am I?
      -----------------------------------------------------------
       
      What shall I be?
      My past is clouded,
      A mystery.
      Who am I,
      Without a memory,
      Faded and gone,
      Throughout the century.
      Who am I,
      What is my destiny?
      Who was I?
      And who shall I be?
      What is the mark,
      I'll leave on history?
      What was it in the past,
      And now, what will it be?
      So many asked questions,
      But with no reply.
      Now the past and future,
      a knot will tie.
      What has happened,
      Will be again.
      How can I be prepared?
      And what will I do then?
    • By Koby
      I don't remember when I wrote this, seems I didn't date it, but here's another poem from my teenage years.
       
      Turn For the Worst
      -----------------------------------------------------------
       
      What cause's everything to go wrong
      I just cant seem to remember
      to remember when things took a turn
      a turn for the worst
      What is it within me that makes me so angry
      I can't even seem to do anything right
      It just brings me back to reality
      life isnt fair, life isnt always perfect
      I find myself at a fork in the road
      Will I make another mistake
      take the wrong road once more
      I dont think I could survive another failure
      I begin to take a road but reconsider
      I find myself answering my own questions
      Every time I think I have everything just right
      It all seems to come crashing down
      What is wrong with me
      is this some kind of curse
      I am sick, I am tired.. of living in this eternal hell
      The nightmares of doing another wrong
      They just wont stop
      I find myself at another dead end
      another wrong turn
      I have taken a turn for the worst once more.
    • By Koby
      I don't remember when I wrote this, seems I didn't date it, but here's another poem from my teenage years.
       
      Never Ends
      -----------------------------------------------------------
       
      Funny and Ironic how the people that can afford things
      are the ones that get them for free
      Pathetic and Moronic how the people that claim to be tough
      always seem to flee

      The crowds that seem to pass me
      so very endlessly
      and no one seems to care
      about my misery

      Yet I smile at them
      and try to be happy
      look past all the bullshit
      as happy as can be

      But no one takes a step back
      Insults always sent
      why everyone's so heartless
      this cycle never ends

      Sad and so Frustrating how everyone I see
      pretend it's all alright and always try to be
      an image of perfection in everybody's eyes
      Yet they won't admit it's all fucking lies

      Sick and so Traumatic how the only person here
      that understands the world always lives in fear
      is the person that gets picked on everyday at school
      reasons are because they're just flat out uncool

      I can't take another word
      of the sanity I lack
      so just skip the small talk
      and stab me in the back

      I feel so fucking dead inside
      like If I had sold my soul
      I would've gladly done it
      if peace was in return

      But no one heeds my warnings
      or regrets what they've said
      Nothing's gonna change
      this cycle never ends

      the pain, the loss, the misery
      the death, the sickness, the agony...

      brother, sister hear me out
      what is all this shit about?
      I won't become a martyr
      for all the things you've done
      I stood up and fought alone
      while all you did was run

      It's all over now
      I've fought and I have lost
      No one really cares about
      the sentimental cost

      So wallow in your world of lies
      While someone plans about
      the demise of your entire life
      and how to take you out

      you can't escape the rage of those whose words they bend
      all you have to know is that the cycle never ends.
    • By Koby
      I figured I may as well post this one here. I have posted all my past poems here. All I see people post now days though is stories involving forum members. This section is more than just stories and being the last poem I wrote, I thought what the heck? So here it is. The title is kind of corny thinking back on everything. Everlasting Love? Is there really such a thing? I use to believe so, but it seems like every day we drift further apart.
    • By Koby
      Written by: Koby
      Date: December 23, 2008

      (Note: First poem I wrote in like 2 or 3 years)

      Live Before I Die
      -------------------------------------

      Life just seems to fly by
      days, weeks, even years
      It seems to just be skipping past
      Will I ever live before I die?
      That question keeps coming to mind
      No answer, nothing, time just goes on
      Another day, another week, another year
      I'm in a glass cage, watching the years go by
      When I'm gone, I wont be missed
      Nothing left behind to remind others of me
      I'm a nothing, I had no life
      It skipped right past me, and I watched it
      Seems only yesterday I was 15,
      Now I'm 19 wondering where the years have gone
      Life just seems to fly by
      days, weeks, even years
      It seems to just be skipping past
      Will I ever live before I die?
×
×
  • Create New...