I write all these poems
That deal with the heart,
Some of which glorify
Listening to it
And others that demonize
The very idea.
I ask myself which ones
Are better, and it turns out
The poems that demonize
The heart tends to be better.
I don't know why
When I'm actually someone
Who feels like all
Their problems will melt
Away if in a relationship
With the object of their desire.
Who knows why it's like that?
Could it be that I fear failure
Or simply have better ideas
For a poem that demonizes love?
Whichever is the case,
The facts won't change.
YOU ARE READING
Burning Sensation
Poetry[Poetry] No description can fully define love, for the only way to truly understand it is to feel it, especially every shade of it. Circa 2016-2018
