A Backhanded Love Song Poem by J. P. Dullahan

A Backhanded Love Song

Rating: 4.3


It's never the memories,
It's that hoarde of feelings
Leaves me empty of tears now,
Until my eyes are like stones,
And my heart a fist pulped in its beating,
And all my hard-headed sense
Nothing but sharp, broken pieces.

So understand, my love,
The thought of you means nothing -
The passion is mine. Alone.

(24th January 2009 - London)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anthony Foster 24 January 2009

Very good structure, that touch of sadness yet finish and why. Nice read

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C. P. Sharma 25 January 2009

Awesome emotional outburst of pent up feelings. CP

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Angelica Dela Cruz 26 January 2009

i really like this poem. i can really relate to it, which makes me a bit sad, but happy as well. i especially like the ending.

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 26 January 2009

A nice poem indeed. To me its like one sided love song. The poem could be understood better in the light of Freudian psychology. Best Wishes Naseer

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Fiona Davidson 26 January 2009

An excellent write J.P.....and yes one sided but very revealing....thank you...Fi

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Existential Despair 01 February 2009

A well play of words depicting the effects of the much overlooked role emotions bond our hearts with

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Kite Remedy 30 January 2009

somehow lovely, and a little selfish.. hey wait, but isn't it how love works? good write..

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Sarah Abdullah 30 January 2009

It's never the memories, It's that hoarde of feelings Leaves me empty of tears now, Until my eyes are like stones, Simply Love the lines... Good one..

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Sid John Gardner. 28 January 2009

Very good work JP.Liked it a lot.. Sid

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John Smith 28 January 2009

Great poem, very well written and I like the abrupt ending, 'Alone'.

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