Monday, June 29, 2009
Hidden among all the words
In the vast vocabulary of everyday
Lies a single, short word
Confusing to everyone in every way
Some people insist they are experts
Knowing everything it entails
Others readily deny it
and admit to knowing that it fails
Poets old and new alike
Have forever guided its reputation
Telling of the happiness and joy
Or its ever present state of devastation
People view this single term
With their own experience in mind
And come to their own conclusion
But many are viewing it blind
Many people admit to using it loosely
Not fully understanding its heavy weight
Others admit to never saying it
Not willing to suffer an ill fate
As a person stuck in between
Looking at it from both sides
I know the feelings of both
And the emotions it provides
As a woman of only 18 years
I can admit and honestly say
That love has eluded me so far
All I can do now is pray
That I will one day learn
What it is like to be
Surrounded by this word
From someone who has it for me
In the vast vocabulary of everyday
Lies a single, short word
Confusing to everyone in every way
Some people insist they are experts
Knowing everything it entails
Others readily deny it
and admit to knowing that it fails
Poets old and new alike
Have forever guided its reputation
Telling of the happiness and joy
Or its ever present state of devastation
People view this single term
With their own experience in mind
And come to their own conclusion
But many are viewing it blind
Many people admit to using it loosely
Not fully understanding its heavy weight
Others admit to never saying it
Not willing to suffer an ill fate
As a person stuck in between
Looking at it from both sides
I know the feelings of both
And the emotions it provides
As a woman of only 18 years
I can admit and honestly say
That love has eluded me so far
All I can do now is pray
That I will one day learn
What it is like to be
Surrounded by this word
From someone who has it for me