Delusion

​A million poems, all written in the loss and seeking of love that deludes us.

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Irony

It is the irony of this world that people express anger and hatred without restraint, and love with hesitation.
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Lonesome

And she made his side of the bed, knowing it wouldn’t be filled at night.

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The endless longing for kindness is the folly of a lovesick soul. 

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Despair

Ah ! The infinite misery of a love that is too abstract to be explicitly expressed and too profound to be apprehended.
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Paradox

We live in an odd world, where books are filled with expressions of love, and lives devoid of it.

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Embrace

As I outstretched my arms, the mist laden wind rushed to embrace me, like a lover with his heart drenched with intense longing. I blew a kiss while thunder crackled, and the black endless sky, choking with love, ruptured and spilled raindrops. Nature reflects !

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