This I love
That I hate
My mind bent beyond elasticity
Seeking for True Satisfaction
You will find Love
Like a man finds water in a scorching desert
Only to discover it's a deceptive mirage

I found you
Now I hate you
Imprisoned by selfish desire
I have come to loathe the love I loved
It's all a farce
The manipulation of chemical reactions
A flash of hormone here and there
With a dash of lust
And maybe the right songs
Or the charming smile and long hair

For me it's over
I now know what I want
It's your body and nothing more
It's selfish I know
Yet it's brutally honest
Yield

Interesting poem.

Thank you.

Good writing!!!
I felt the pain.

Maybe what you want is not what you need?

I agree with hippie . . . interesting poem

Lust in the guise of Love is such a letdown. I like how you recognize it for what it is and call a spade a spade. Nice writing

Thank you for appreciating my writing.

Thank you.


Exactly. What I want is not what I need. Maybe?

Thanks for the appreciation everyone. :)

"It's your body & nothing more." Imprisoned thoughts.

I don`t agree, it depends on the person. Like some people can see patterns in stuff others can`t etc., some people can truly love where others just see sexual desires, practical stuff and so forth. And you have stick with it no matter how though it gets, that`s the thing.

Imprisoned thoughts maybe...

How the hell did I miss this one? ...Love and hate all the anger and passion it made me feel ..Very nice Nep, very nice!

Thank you very much. Glad you liked it.

Good Day Nep2ra,

A common thread has been interesting. It took me from where I was to a different place. Rather a simple, but nonetheless a real definition of art.

Thank you for sharing.

Thanks for your kind words homeport101. Glad you liked it.

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