The Puzzle Called "Love"

September 16, 2009
By Green_Eyed_Irish PLATINUM, Vancouver, Washington
Green_Eyed_Irish PLATINUM, Vancouver, Washington
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Try and try and try again,
to find the piece that fits.
For hours and hours and hours on end,
Your heart wont let you quit.

After time you get fed up,
And grab a random piece,
You push the edges in that spot,
And when it fits you cease.

But still the picture doesn’t match,
The edges don’t lay nice,
And in your heart you know it’s wrong
But still, it will suffice.

Life goes on and time doeth fly,
And still it’s incomplete.
You hope that when you show your work,
They won’t hear your heartbeat.

And in your heart you know it’s wrong,
‘Cause out there in the world,
There lies the piece that actually fits,
To complete the puzzle, un-knurled.



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on Sep. 29 2009 at 11:45 pm
Green_Eyed_Irish PLATINUM, Vancouver, Washington
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Thanks so much! Your feedback is appreicated :)

on Sep. 22 2009 at 4:21 pm
DCWHAT28 SILVER, Algonquin, Illinois
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wow this is really good. =) great poem

on Sep. 22 2009 at 9:59 am
emmatheballerina GOLD, Tacoma, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
"It is not in our greatest glory in never falling, but in rising everytime we fall"
"I use to want the words "she tried" on my tombstone, now I want "she did it"

wow. I have never heard of a poem like that. I really liked it. Good job! I totally have been through a scenerio like that.


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