Have you ever loved someone,
But knew they didn’t care?
Have you ever felt like crying?
But knew you would get nowhere.
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Have you ever looked into their eyes,
And said a little prayer?
Have you ever looked into their heart,
And wished that you were there?
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How do you walk away from someone
And take the direction of friends?
Can you really reroute the course you have taken
And start all over once again?
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What good is love, that does not touch.
What good is love, that gives you only pain.
What good is love, that makes you run,
And lost out in the rain.
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Copyright ©2015 AbhinavMajumder. All Rights Reserved.
This poem is very beautiful but also very sad.
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Happiness & sadness are both inevitable part of life. Yes, it focuses on the latter. Thank you for admiring it.
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Beautiful. And yes, I did…
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Thanks for appreciating it & believing in the concept of the poem.
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Yes I did.. And it hurts like hell
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Good to see readers able to associate there own self with the poem. Thank you.
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Yeah.. And because of this pain I wrote Nocturnal Silence!
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Seems like you have had a really unpleasant experience in the past my friend.
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The trait of past is… You can’t change it. May be that’s why I’m little worried
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After every fall you stand up again only to be better is all I can say & suggest.
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That’s what I’m doing right now 🙂 btw thanks for suggestion 🙂
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So beautifully sad, Abhinav….
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Thank you if you believe the poem is beautiful.
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Most of us have.
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When you can connect to my poems, its a small achievement for my work.
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I wasn’t crazy to connect to this one lol as it was a bit sad. But yes, agree with you. We want our readers to feel something. They might not always agree with what we write, but it is that little spark of reaction/connection that we seek and like. 🙂
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Absolutely & provides encouragement to my own self & will.
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Not a problem I loved it
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Lovely poem. Please do not give up. My oldest son is 31 and is only now feeling true love and wanting to get married to the most wonderful woman! Just keep on developing yourself and making yourself a more confident person. You may find a shy lady who needs a stronger guy too. Ahh, the mystery of love!
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Thank you for those encouraging words but I should let you know that my poems are partially based on true events & most parts are crafted out of imagination. I am a real strong guy inside.
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I love how you give such a beautiful voice to the sweet pain that resides in a broken heart. Beautiful poem as always.
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Thank you! Your sweet words of appreciation encourages me more.
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Then I will offer them with every poem. Because I feel better knowing someone understands my pain and passion in such pretty fashion. Anything I can do to encourage your continued creativity!
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Is sugar jealous of you?
‘Cause you’re sweeter than it.
You have already encouraged this poet’s creativity by showing such an immense support & he feels not so nice admitting that all he can do is say thank you to you for that.
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I keep reading this comment over and over again. It touches truly, helping my heart smile. All I can say for that is a thank you to you too!
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Let us both share this happiness then 🙂
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Thanks for the reblog.
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No problem! C:
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There are so many kinds of love, so many understandings of love.
The love of a lover. The love of a parent. The love of a friend. The love of man’s best friend. A thousand ways to name and describe love. So many ways to search for love. So many ways to find love.
And, love changes / evolves / grows over time. Young romantic love. Family love. Mature experienced love. Every form that love takes has a power that gives being human purpose and meaning.
So then, what is love? How does one name it? How do you know when you have it?
Perhaps, love is a story that we write, that we create. We are a part of someone’s love story. Each moment, each decision we make, each action we take creates our love story and becomes our life. It is difficult to separate love and life. When we are in love we are in a story of love – yearning and hoping that the other is in with us – all in.
Love is difficult to name. It is difficult to describe. But, the story of a love can be told – He held me so close. She kissed me so softly… And these stories are remembered in the mind and the body. They become emotions and feelings. Through the story love is remembered and felt.
Love is life itself. It lives in each breath we take, each pulse of blood flowing through the veins. When we bleed, love flows. And, love can hurt. Stories of lost love and loneliness abound. And when we are in such a story, we hurt to the core, no matter the age or circumstance. It takes time for such stories to work through. There is no magic solution. We can only hope that we have the resiliency to live them and survive them. And, when that episode is ended we feel wounded but with the help of friends and family and knowing stories of survival exist, we can be wiser and stronger.
Love as a life story. Life as a love story. No easy answers.
© Skypilot123, Narrativeknowing.com
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I don’t think any opinion of mine is needed on the topic after you explained about it so elaborately. All I can say is life is messy; love is messier. 🙂
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One catches a glimpse of the human need to love and be loved, like a shaft of sunlight through the clouds, in stories told in verse and in prose. That is why your poems touch my heart.
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For a moment I forgot the poet is me because what appeared poetic to me is your comment. You must be a very creative person yourself.
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I love your poetry. Thank you for following my blog. Please follow me on Twitter @kamari2001 where I share my poems too.
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I will definitely follow you on Twitter & it would be a pleasure to check out your poems. Thank you for appreciating my poetry.
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the unltimate unconditional love
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Perhaps it is. Thank you!
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Beautiful poem. 🙂
And yes, I have loved someone who didn’t feel the same for me.
But eventually I realized that by clinging to this idea of being with her, I was only causing myself pain. Not only that, but as long as I was stuck on her, I couldn’t move on and allow someone else to come into my life, someone who would feel the same for me. So, in my thoughts, I wished her well, hoped for her to meet the most amazing guy she could possibly meet, and let go.
Sometimes we have to let go of what we want in order to make room for something great that we don’t yet see.
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Yes indeed, letting go is better than being struck somewhere you don’t belong. You’re indeed a practical person.
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I am somehow experiencing this now. In the general term of love and not just romantic kind.
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Perhaps its a common aspect to love.
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Ah, Love… Humans were created for it. We cannot escape it. We live for it. We go to war for it. We sacrifice our resources for it. We die for it. Yet we so often make a mess of it! It’s the ultimate paradox: We’re not good at the one thing we need most to be good at in this life… And the greatest source of joy in one’s life is often simultaneously the greatest source of his pain.
Really good poem, man.
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I absolutely agree to what you have to say about it especially the one line “the greatest source of joy is often simultaneously the greatest source of pain”, very well said!
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My thanks, good Sir.
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It’s beautiful and painful..but they are never apart.. really good one.! 🙂
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Thank you for such a beautiful comment too.
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You’re welcome.! 🙂
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Beautiful and poignant words of unrequited love!
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Thank you for your words of appreciation!
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You’ve captured the feelings perfectly (for me anyway). I hope Identifying them is going to make it easier to let it go when you or who you know is going through it.
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Absolutely, I thoroughly agree to that. Self realization is very important.
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I was just thinking the other day that this is one of our greatest emotional tragedies: the most pain you can cause even though you normally don’t mean to, is just not feeling as strongly as another person, who is otherwise dear to you. The greatest pain you can feel is to feel horribly strongly for someone, and for them not to feel as you do. Simple, yet heart-wrenching, and there is nothing either party can do about it 😦
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Indeed yes, love is the ultimate pain. Many times the hope is lost. And as its said, when hope is lost; everything is lost. This makes it more painful.
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Safe to say we have all gone through the anguish you feel. Each person gets through it in his/her own way. I know that piercing pain.
Thank you for following me. I like your writing.
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Yes, say its an inevitable part of life but you always have to take it as lessons learnt than repenting it for long. Thank you too.
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Beautiful heart felt poem.
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Thank you very much!
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Awesome one! Very nice style of writing!
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Thank you very much!
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Whatever doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger!
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True that.
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I really liked your take on unrequited love and starting over again. To add to your last prose..
What good is love, that is not true
What good is love, that doesn’t shake you
What good is love, that doesn’t change you
What good is love, if it has to end
Loved your poem!! and Thanks for stopping on my blog too 🙂
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Wow! That was beautiful! Thank you!
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lovely poems, keep going, but a suggestion from my side, in my experience, pain and heart break can bring out our best ‘dark’ creativity, but in long run the darkness seeps into every word we write or conceive. I made a conscious decision, no matter how gratifying it would seem to pour out the anguish, I have instead started writing about hope and sunrise in life 🙂 our words have more power than we give credit to…our writing can heal us too!! Give a thought!! You have such a beautiful flow and stringing of words mellifluously.. 🙂
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I absolutely respect your opinion & suggestion. Its true the poems shouldn’t always have a darker side to it. I do write optimistic poetry too. You may check my other poem titled “I know true love’s worth”.
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Hey there, bong guy? Here’s a bong too. Thanks for the like on my creation and yours is great too. I’d love to talk. You’re a great poet. Will be waiting for a reply. Can we share emails?
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Well, its always great to find a bong & a bong who is having talent, even better. So definitely it would be nice to talk to you. Yes, let me know your email ID. I’ll contact you.
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deahbapuli@gmail.com
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I love this piece. Like, absolutely love it! If you are writing about yourself, I completely understand what you are going through. Sometimes, love can be one sided, and you just have to value yourself enough to realize you deserve more than pining for someone who will never love you back, no matter how amazing they are. Anyways, I wish you luck. Thank you for this beautiful poem!
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Thank you very much for appreciating my poem. Well, though not totally, a portion of it is based from real life. And I am always an optimist & this poem on the contrary, has a darker side to love.
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Umm Wow ..how did you get into my head? your poem is perfect for my feelings. Thank you for sharing
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It satisfactory as a poet when people like you can connect so much with my poems.
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Thanks for checking out my blog, I’m really liking your poetry. Have you heard of Prose? It is an app on iOS right now (and the website is http://www.theprose.com) which is a community of writers. There are writing challenges, which serve as creative writing prompts. In addition, there are different levels, depending on your progress. You start off as a reader, then earn your way to Scribbler, Scribe, Wordsmith…there’s more, but nobody has gotten there yet. You should definitely check it out, the support you get is pretty awesome.
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I’ll definitely make it a point to check it out. Thanks!
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Wow! A fellow-poet whose poems rhyme and actually make sense – a rare thing, these days! Thanks for following my poetry blog.
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Well, all I can say is thank you!
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I’m not sure if that’s love but rather wanting to be loved by someone else: needy, desperate, lonely (feminine).
Love is more about giving. Believe in yourself first, and people who don’t believe in you don’t deserve you.
Then, when you find someone who does believe in you, your love well be a gift. This is masculine love.
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Well Matthew, this poem deals with dark love, unrequited love. It is a negative poem indeed, but the emotions are real. Its about a wound unhealed.
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Love and pain are not two things that should go hand in hand. Unfortunately, bravery and moving on sometimes have to go together, Best wishes, Dave
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Completely agreed. All you have to do is realize you always don’t have a control on certain things.
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What an amazing poem! Sad and uplifting at the same time, it gives one hope… 🙂
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Thank you for such a beautiful feedback!
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Lovely.
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Thank you!
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To feel love is to know pain and great joy. Beautiful writing.
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What is definitely beautiful is your feedback. Thank you!
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Thanks for the reblog.
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Thank you for the reblog.
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I likeyour style it is Exceptional. I feel like I have discovered a rare jewel!
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It’s very kind of you to say that. I am really speechless. All I can say is thank you!
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Great poem. It’s like you say what’s in my heart. Beautiful
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Thank you very much. Glad you could connect yourself with the poem.
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It’s really well written. I feel the pain. I’ve been through that course and it was a long process of detachment. But I did, when I acknowledged what I was learning because of that person and that they being in my life did not serve me anymore. That the learnings were complete and now I see them only with compassion. Awareness is an incredible thing. 🙂
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Yes, indeed. Thank you very much to share your experience. Self realization is a very important thing.
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Read a bit of your posts, you write well. Thanks for reading mine, I don’t really do this, comment thing, but yeah.
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Oh well then I am a lucky one, is it? Haha, well thanks a lot!
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Ha, lol. No I am but thanks really.
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I can actually relate to this…
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I am really glad.
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nice piece btw 🙂
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You must have written this poem for me. This has been the journey of my love life; whether family, mate or friends. In my case, I’ve learned to continue to love, not expecting anything in return. As for a lover? I stopped fooling myself long time ago.
Thank you for expressing my lifelong brokenness.
Nadege
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It’s nice that you could identify with my poem but I would like you to stay an optimist. Love, heartbeat are parts of life.
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Mmmmmmmmmm! I’m stil waiting.
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Reblogged this on 2nd Daniel.
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