Love is…..

Love is,
What is love,
love is everything nothing pain pleasure torment ecstasy,
Love is the tingle of excitement,
The terror of rejection,
Love is the sublime feelings of exquisite joy,
The questioning of trust and honesty,
Love is the warm glow of December log fires,
The tangible fear of loneliness,
Love is complete understanding,
The pain from a bitter broken heart,
Love is the anguish of separated moments,
The destruction of bridges built,
Love is the recollection of happier times past and those to come, The shattered memories at your feet of life lost,
Love is the wonder of stolen moments,
The emptiness of singleness,
Love is the all consuming adoration of beauty,
The pang of regret to see another in your place,
Love is the pleasure in its most extreme,
The extreme pain of love and love lost,
We crave it like drugs,
We are all burned by its furious light,
Its intensity we love and are loved intensely,
Will it last,
Or burn out like an exploding star,
The like to be never seen again,
Just the stabbing memory of what once was,
And if in luck we may see the like again,
The pain returns once more,
And the search goes on,
Love is………love.

This was inspired by a drunken recollection of a cartoon strip in the papers, a naked woman and man, telling us what love is. Since i had been through the tumble dryer of love, I guess I thought I would give it my own spin. The vinegar of an alcoholic to lessen the sweetness of idyllic life, idyllic love. I think this was the best of my early works, it marked a turning point in the internal debate as to wether I could write, or not. Even the harshest of critics within me could not deny this poem had something.

None of my early works were happy, and reflected the depression I had lived in since a very young child, but never had enough understanding to realise what i was trying to covering this up, and self medicating with booze and class B narcotics. It was not until the turmoil of 2012-13 that i realised this feeling that haunts my every second of every day is anxiety, plain and simple.

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