I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line, but even the shades and innuendo's between them; to the point that, I can get so comfortably caught up in my imaginations first imperfect draft that I sometimes just move in to stay there… rhetorical, spelling, grammar, mechanics be damn, nothing in life is that perfect. I don’t need tailor made, I need someone/something to fit well enough that it becomes fashionable for me to wear well. I don’t need to pretend to know everything and I resist pontificating those things I’m well versed in.
I'm just a simple romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like a gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone a friend, until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with other like minds artist, writers.
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In giving up the hope of reciprocity, we make our love not another of the myriad of weak streams, but a mighty Ocean :-).
Thank you for reading and commenting. Perhaps I misunderstand your comment. Without reciprocity we only serve self. If love were only about self, we would never have any need of anyone else, never desire connection in human form and never exhibit love for others to observe as a model. What value are oceans that never intermingle? Once we’ve left this realm, we will have more the love you seem to describe.
"To be loved and love at the highest count, means to lose all the things I can't live without. Let it be known that I will choose to lose, it's a sacrifice, but I can't live a lie" -Adele-
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In giving up the hope of reciprocity, we make our love not another of the myriad of weak streams, but a mighty Ocean :-).
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Thank you for reading and commenting. Perhaps I misunderstand your comment. Without reciprocity we only serve self. If love were only about self, we would never have any need of anyone else, never desire connection in human form and never exhibit love for others to observe as a model. What value are oceans that never intermingle? Once we’ve left this realm, we will have more the love you seem to describe.
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Nothing wrong with reciprocity, just it’s not always the case, but that should not hinder us, like in the Muslim Hadit Qudsi :
“Neither My Earth nor My Heavens could contain Me, whilst the heart of My believing servant does contain Me…”
Or Rabia’s famous poem:
“O my Lord,
the stars glitter
and the eyes of men are closed.
Kings have locked their doors
and each lover is alone with his love.
Here, I am alone with you.”
Like your poems, keep the good work. 🙂
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