Love, Lose, Lost, Lust

Love is when we cherish, and hold a special dear.
Lost are those who perish, forgetting love in fear.

Lose our love in battles, which we have never fought.
Lust to lose all feeling, and yet, we feel distraught.

Love is just a consonant away from losing all.
Lose is just a synonym for ceding when we fall.

Lost I stand today, regretting what I’ve found.
Lust keeps all my love astray, and healing every wound.

I have loved, and you have chosen.
I have lost, and now I’m frozen.
I will lose, but I will heal.
I will lust, but now, I’ll feel.





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Ana said...
Dec. 9, 2008 at 10:19 pm
I don't think anything's non-generic anymore, though, do you?
 
catecatecate said...
Dec. 9, 2008 at 10:08 pm
I really like this poem.
Very creative.
Kudo's to the author.
 
Gee Zus said...
Dec. 9, 2008 at 4:07 am
kinda generic
 
ok. said...
Dec. 9, 2008 at 5:04 am
very true.
 
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