'13 Love is Like a Vacuum Cleaner







There will always be life after love

A person can only take so much

It will change your way of thinking

without it you will slowly start sinking

Shortly hitting rockbottom all alone

In darkness, your life will postpone

No one to judge you at your lowest

Blame a love that left you undressed

Bear bared with what you have left

Know that love was an emotional theft

Nothing but repetitiveness I've noticed

Revolving around one persons orbit

Garbage is whats left in the end of thought

Thoughts of never recovering from this clot

This grief that I feel could end me at will

This thrill that I also feel will be all uphill

Any assistance is forbidden from here

This love culprit will soon disappear

I will be on my own with noone to share

I have nothing left and its all I can bear

I will not look or feel the same after this

never knowing the feel of a sensual kiss...





Author's Notes/Comments: 

and more nonsense... Muahaha!

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classicliz's picture

Love is like a Vacuum Cleaner

Maybe I shouldn't have found this poem funny.  But, it made me laugh, mostly I think because I so identified with it.  Love, maybe not quite, unrequited love, lost love, or botched love, more likely, SUCKS THE LIFE OUT OF ME, too.  Time to clean up again.  Ah well, sigh.  What we gonna do?  Poetry is great therapy.  We can complain to our heart's content and don't have to hear anyone say, Get off the pity pot!  Instead, at least on this site, we read, "That was a great read."  Good work Joel.

Love,

Liz

nightlight1220's picture

Totally enjoyed this read,

Totally enjoyed this read, and agree. Love changes as we grow, which is why people get depressed and feel lonely when they are alone I think. Growth is about acceptance that change is constant. Time stands still for nothing or no one, and in the end, it gets down to how much integrity you cultivate within you.

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

ljmills's picture

As always...very thought

As always...very thought provoking.

Loved it. 

Miss.Jenna's picture

wow!

great poem.. I teared up a little. :'( :p