Useless Poem by Brandon Brown
Useless
Love is a waste
a manipulative term,
it sneaks in your heart
and feasts like a worm.
I thought it was good
I felt it was right,
for once I saw heaven
its shimmering light.
I enjoyed the light
I nearly cried,
just to find it was hell
and love is a lie.
This is my home
this is my life,
I spent it down there
where hate became my rite.
well all i can say is loving love is one of the most difficult things because love itself iis a mystery and though confusing.. its a beauty in itself.. but as its potrayed to be always so divine and heavenly the reality is its not always that goody goody.. but then thats the reality and surely it bites.. well expressed in your poem..
very descriptive & dramatic. You really put every word of wha you felt about love within this poem. Love is tricky i have to admit. Anotha great poem! <3 Summer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 6:40:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
okay; that was pretty tight ')