Oh please don’t leave me alone
Not now
Please do not leave me
I’ll die without you
Don’t you know
It’s you all I have?
Please don’t go
Do not!
Without you, I’ll die
Don’t you go
Please
Please
Do not!
I’ll do whatever you ask me to
As you may see
I have no idea what pride is
But certainly
What dependence means
I depend on you
As a just born baby on its mother
As a flower needs to be watered
To live
Don’t you go
Please
Do not!
At least
Please
Kiss me good bye
So you realize
What you leave behind
No one will ever love you as I do
No one will you ever find
Who loves herself
So little
As I do…
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18 comments:
"no one will love you as i do....."
this is something we believe so much when are in love with ......
no shame , no pride ...
you're so brave for writing this way , mia Dulcissima !!
few could do this .
thank you .
have a lovely and romantic weekend .
Vaya final!!
Toda una plegaria, pero, algunas personas tienen que irse y es así, otro amor vendrá.......
Besos:)
This one kind of broke my heart!
Hugs, dear Dulce!
Margie.
This was magical.
Oh yes...how I have felt that way so many times. No pride. No shame. Just shear desperate dependence.
It's a shame how this girl suffers for what she wrongly calls 'love'.
It's taken me a life time to learn that our goal in life, our last and most valuable quest is to love ourselves.
The bible read that Jesus said something like 'Love the other as you love yourself...' the interpretation of that by my mentors (the nuns at school) was love the others more than yourself...
You see? She has wings to fly but does not use them. Nobody told her what they were for.So she thinks that if HE does not love her, she is lost.
Silly--- but so many of us tend to think another one must do our job...
Thanks for your comments!!!
;)
Dulce
This desperate state your poem describes is one I'd imagine most of us have experienced to some extent at least once in our lives. I know I've been there - albeit a long, long time ago. It's as though you have to reach the very lowest point before you truly understand what love is.
This one paints amazing visuals of arms out stretched for me.
yes the bible does say to love your neighbour as you love yourself. That's been a journey for me.
bless you xx
beautiful. i have been trying to put comment on your posts since last fifteen days-
hope i will succeed, atleast thats how it seems.
cute poem. loved the sweet begging.
This expression of how she feels strikes a nerve in me. I have felt like this before, and when it happened I cried.
Secretia
Oh, Dulce. Can we all relate to this poem? In some way or the other... yes! I think we've all been there, at one point. We've all felt that lack of pride and just focused on what we thought was a need. So seldom do we realize just how strong we are, and that we can go on. We suffer, feel like we're dying, come out of our grave, and move on. Liberation!
Loved it, my Sweetest! Have a glorious weekend!!!
Nevine
Dear Dulce... You are beautiful, you are intelligent, you are sensitive. Those guys... The worst is that they really don't want to look at your beauty. But some day, THE one will come...
The desperation, the pain and the beauty of love are captured in your magical words.
Simply perfect.
my dgt. sings this song that goes, I'm a big big girl in a big big world it's not a big big thing of you leave me...I read this and thought of that song....The pain of being left...hurts so much....
Dulce, your thought-poems past are so alike you poems of the present.
And it is a good time to bein thinking of the welfare of Dulce..you deserve whatever good life has in store to offer you.
I just got back online tonight-- seems like six weeks of Internet starvation instead of 36 hours. Real deprivation!
Keep writing, you're GOOD!
PEACE, and Take Care!
Dulce Dulce:
Glad to be back :)
As Nevine remarked all of us have been in that position sometime. But the day we realise that we are much stronger and wiser than what we had imagined is a day of rebirth. I have been through that a trillion times but each time is different and painful.
Joy always,
Susan
Girl you pinned the nail on the donkey...We give the love that we are missing from our soul...But its not truly love...But we dont see that until we fall down and gave someone undeserving our heart...We eventually learn to love ourselves...Some it takes a lil longer, like me :)
I just posted the scripture that you quoted above on my blog today :) See how in sync our souls are :)
I felt this way for the 34 years of my life...I wrote love in my poetry to fill the voids in my heart...The voids only myself and God could fill...You dont truly love until you love yourself and God first and foremost...That is the true meaning of unconditional love...
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