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  • Tootsie 12:06 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: hurt, , pain, , , some one once told me   

    Some one once told me 


    Some one once told me

    Love is not suppose to hurt

    That love was shown through actions

    And meaningless in words

    That love could conquer all

    But there’s no room for error

    That love has no limits

    Yet there are endless exceptions

    That love is innate

    But I know nothing of it

    That love is to be earned

    And shameful to easily surrender

    That love will never find its way into my life

    Because love does not overlook imperfections

    If love does all that

    How am I not going to hurt?

     
    • Becky 5:51 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beautifully said, Tootsie.

    • Carol Ann Hoel 1:51 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beautiful expression of the inadequacy of unconditional love. Jesus loves you, Tootsie, unconditionally. He loves us in spite of all our imperfections. And He is deity. My heart goes out to you as I read the disappointment and pain revealed in your poetry. Blessings to you, Tootsie…

    • carlos zayas 6:10 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      hi tootsie it’s ur brother skull crushing finale the miz is aweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesome

    • Jingle 8:10 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      cute,
      pleasant read…

      welcome to poets rally.
      scan the participant list, starting from the link next to you, visit and comment for a minimum 18, let me know after you are done.
      have fun!

      Glad to have you.
      Cheers!

    • Scent of my heart 9:15 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Love is very complicated feeling … keep the best out of it, whenever it comes your way

      • Tootsie 9:34 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        It really is complicated!..thanks for the comment

    • thoughtsnotlost 10:47 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Well done!

    • Bodhirose 10:59 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      It’s complicated because human beings get their egos involved and start trying to control other people. It’s hard not to though…

      See how your thoughtful poem triggered a reaction in me? Thanks, Tootsie! 🙂

      • Tootsie 11:00 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        I agree with you completely! I’m glad it triggered a reactions haha thanks for the comment 🙂

    • Yola 11:31 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I can feel the tug and pull, the ebb and flow of this old riddle. Well done!

    • iBeingMe 1:30 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beautifully written 🙂

    • heather grace stewart 1:34 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      You really got this right. Love gives and takes, has its ups and downs–just how you set up this poem.

      • Tootsie 1:36 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        It really does, I guess its what you make of it. Thank you for the comment!

    • The Reason You Come 3:52 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I’ve been there; wondered about love, felt as if I’d never find it. But I did, more than once, in fact. Also, love does overlook imperfections. So don’t despair.

      Here’s to love! 🙂

    • budhaaah 8:00 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Yes however is it possible? It brings the most joy and yet tears us apart like no animal ever will

      • Tootsie 8:02 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Does the good moments make it all worth it? Thanks for the comment 🙂

    • Alethea 8:06 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beautiful….loved the mixture of innocence and some complex emotions in this poem 🙂

    • jargnar 11:07 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      brilliant! 🙂

    • somewhere else 2:55 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      clearly stated contradictions – love is enigmatic and inescapable.

      • Tootsie 2:57 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        I agree with you. I don’t think anyone will ever be able to understand it. Thanks for the comment 🙂

    • Sumit Sarkar 5:04 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Oh..thanks for sharing your feelings…
      This is a lovely poem 🙂

    • julielaing 5:28 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Wow–thanks for your comment on my rally entry! I’m so happy you enjoyed it. And whoever told you “That love will never find its way” into your life was so wrong, as I’m sure you must know. Thanks for sharing this emotional piece.

      • Tootsie 5:30 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        It was an amazing poem, by an amazing writer 🙂
        Aww thanks! and thank you for the comment ❤

    • Seasweetie 2:59 am on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Very relateable for me – I like this – thank you for sharing. I look forward to reading more of your poetry.
      My rally submission is here: http://seasweetie.wordpress.com/2010/12/01/haiku/

      • Tootsie 3:20 am on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you. I will go check your submission right now 🙂

    • booguloo 3:53 am on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      The ying must have the yang. You express it well here.

    • Sumit Sarkar 2:55 pm on December 19, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      What a beauty…

      “That love is innate
      But I know nothing of it
      That love is to be earned
      And shameful to easily surrender” I love you poetry… 🙂

    • Tootsie 4:13 pm on December 27, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you..I am glad 🙂

  • Tootsie 12:03 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: alone, Day dream, , trapped   

    Day Dream 


    I sit in a room surrounded by people

    Yet I’m still alone

    Lost somewhere in my thoughts

    Thinking about a better place

    A place where I wouldn’t have to pretend

    That I am all together

    Where I would laugh

    Instead of wanting to scream

    Smile instead of wanting to weep

    I want to be anywhere

    Anywhere but here

    Anywhere where my company

    Isn’t you

    Or these four walls

    These horrible tiles on the floor

    This horrible furniture

    That doesn’t even match with the decor

    Anywhere, but here!

     
    • Becky 5:53 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      This is how I feel when I’m at the nursing home, wishing my mom and I were anyplace else but there. This so perfectly describes it. Thank you, Tootsie.

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