Tuesday, April 9, 2013

your love is like a paper dress


you announce yourself like a letterhead
wherever you go
engraving your persona
here I am

all the makings of royalty
crave the adulation
cherish being observed
live on the looks

your affection is cheap
men leave their marks
ink stains mix with tears
love marked junkie

your heart slips off quickly
ready for love post-disaster
ill fitting
does not suit you

stay away from passion's fire
emotions erupt
spontaneously
affection burns

crumpled in the hands of loveless brutes
not to be worn more than once
you give your love away like a novelty
it cannot last

men read you like yesterday's news
worn out
short-lived disposable
your love is like a paper dress

©Eusebeia Philos 2013

Written for dVerse Poets Open Link Night ~ 91

18 comments:

  1. when you give your love away like a novelty it cannot last...true words man...that last stanza is gritty truth as well...nice write...

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    1. Some things we just need to value more highly. Thanks, Brian.

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  2. That last stanza is sharply written, short-lived disposable, your love is like a paper dress ~

    Good one ~

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    1. Thank you, Grace. Yes, it seems love and meant-to-last should be uttered in the same breath.

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  3. That last stanza is wonderfully written - and loved the lines
    emotions erupt
    spontaneously
    affection burns
    K

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    1. Thanks for taking the time to read, Kathleen.

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  4. a tight write and so true...esp. the last stanza is wonderful and oh so sad as well

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    1. Sadness does go with the territory, doesn't it? Thanks, Claudia.

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  5. ....how sad when girls do not learn self esteem at an early age and the consequences of that can occur as a result..poignant poem.

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    1. True, some do not learn their true value until after many mistakes. Thanks, kkkkaty.

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  6. Ouch, a bitter poem
    The speaker too sounds like he has sipped that wine
    Only to wake up after the dress is in flames.
    Nicely captured -- I knew one of those (but fortunately, only one)
    I agree with kkkaty -- the cause was probably just as she said.

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    1. Sure, I can see that, Sabio. Perhaps a resentful lover who has deceived himself into seeing something more. Could be a combustible situation, I suppose. Thanks for the read.

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  7. 'men read you like yesterday's news'and so they do.

    Have a colleague who is forever searching for Mr Right - she'll never find him as long as she gives herself away for free...

    Excellent write.

    Anna :o]

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    1. It's not so good to undervalue something you can never take back. Thanks, Anna.

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  8. I have so many interpretations of this...I LOVE that last stanza sir.

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    1. I'm glad there were multiple possibilities for you. That's how I envisioned it while playing with paper dress associations. Thank you.

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