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A Pawn in a Game of Ches

I can’t believe
That I stand here
The only one that feels…

You don’t believe
In love
Like I don’t believe
In God


What’s not to believe?
Its happiness
Its sadness
Its joy
Its madness

It’s unfortunate
How a feeling
Can suddenly disrupt freedom…


We were free
To do what we wanted
We did what we wanted

We were close
Close on the couch
Close to each other
Now I can’t throw a ball to you
You’re so far away
Distant


I still see you in me
But you walking away
Is the picture
Seared painfully in me

Saying that I care
Won’t be enough
Saying that I feel
Has obviously made you go

Comments

Very interesting verse of the stream of consciousness.

A thought provoking meditation.

I liked it.
Anonymous said…
I always like short poems.

I think this poem is best if you keep it to the first three lines!
You don’t believe
In love
Like I don’t believe
In God

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To doubt love is to doubt God
For God is love.
And if you believe in Love
Then you believe in God.
For love is a spiritual communion.