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    dots Submission Name: Love Insulteddots

    Author: Catalist
    ASL Info:    27/M/MN
    Elite Ratio:    5.05 - 20/18/10
    Words: 190
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
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       My first non-rhyming poem, I'll surpised if anyone thinks it's better than the rhymed ones, but at least it should convey the 'raw' inspiration.

    Just when I thought I had it all figured out
    A force pulls at me, a small tidal wave of extra-sensory input saying to me, “You think you solved the mystery of Love?
    “You think you can speak with authority because of your measureing instruments and your imaginary experiments? Consensus will accept your challenge, or rather challenge you to figure out more. Take this....” ... and says to me...

    Make the font bigger!! Double Spacing Back to recent posts.

    dotsLove Insulteddots

    Figure out why you are now drawn to one from the 'past,'
    Determine why you would go back to what seems a child of infidelity
    Ask yourself why, and flounder in the unknowing
    Ask yourself what will happen, and watch your own passion blind your vision

    Sweet vision, so carefully cultured
    Now rendered useless by what you know
    As for the first time in ages:
    You cannot even see inside yourself

    Yea, now you are humbled once again,
    and not because of your modest tendency
    but because of the mystery, the cloud
    Because you said “Love must work thusly!”

    Do you regret this self-important moment?
    Do you wish you'd then displayed the very humility you once cursed?
    Do you feel you have made a great sacrifice, or are about to?
    Will you cry, pushed out of the warm womb of nothingness?

    Poor babe, so helpless now...
    Don't worry, you will be swaddled in dry cloth and air
    The torturous sensation you precieve will subside
    One day you will grow up, and walk on your own

    Take heart, child. Soon you will know once again.

    Submitted on 2005-09-11 13:44:20     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      damn man - i like that there. kinda like listening to somebody read psalms or somethin. I hate love - but eagerly await its next alighting. hehe. only thing i can say negative is that you have the same sporadic punctuation i have - is someone writing in an altered state? ;)
    | Posted on 2005-09-13 00:00:00 | by particularshard | [ Reply to This ]
      This is a very beautiful write, and I could see it in my mind, playing a sad story of someone looking for love and not knowing how or if it is even possible to find. And a sympathy and understanding too, for the young at heart, and encouragement that they will one day find true love, when they can recognize what it means to them, and feels right in their heart. cher
    | Posted on 2005-09-11 00:00:00 | by Inducted_Kitty | [ Reply to This ]

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