Mama Was Wrong

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
An ocean is waiting for you.

Submitted: June 02, 2011

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Mama taught me
Love just isn’t meant to be.
Cuz’ what is it really,
Undeniably?
 
Love is an ocean,
A disease-ridden, second-hand emotion.
One of those all-too familiar, mistaken notions.
Forbid yourself the motions. 
 
Love is game,
Without a clear name.
What is its aim,
But to leave you desperately in blame? 
 
Love is lie,
To prevent reachings to the sky. 
Cut your wings; you’ll never fly.
Fall to the ground and die. 
 
Love is way
To escape the miserable, lonely day. 
Have your fun and play;
In the end, you’ll pay. 
 
But Mama was wrong; you always knew.
Love is a dream of only you,
An ocean without all the blue,
A game where there’s room for two,
A lie of all the true
A way without mindless coo. 
Love. 


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