Oct 17 2010

The Paradox

Published by at 10:42 am under Sad Love Poems

I miss his smile,
His gentle embrace.
His loving kindness,
His smooth unlined face.

The way he told the story
Of how we first met.
The way he held my hand
As we watched the sunset.

In the beginning it was ideal;
We knew each other well.
Our love was shared and real
I thought I’d heard a wedding bell.

But the bell I thought I’d heard
Was a toll of awkwardness and silence.
My visions of love, by then, seemed absurd.
Ours was only a love built of convenience.

But the worst thing of all, the real pain,
Was never once, not once, did I complain.
I stuck it out and prayed for mercy
To end our terrible controversy.

But worse than that, I find,
Is, in the end, I was the one who left
Not the one who stayed behind.

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13 Responses to “The Paradox”

  1. pixieon 23 Oct 2010 at 5:13 pm


  2. pixieon 08 Nov 2010 at 5:00 pm

    Hey, guys, if you look at the text, it kinda looks like a bottle or something.

  3. pixieon 08 Nov 2010 at 5:02 pm

    cool! I’m talking to myself about my own poem! Ha ha > insert wierd cackle which makes me seem crazy (crazier than I do now, anyway) < Ha Ha.
    :kiss: :woot:

  4. nitika kalraon 17 Nov 2010 at 9:59 am

    8O :shock: :sleep: :D :) ^_^ :( :o 8) ;-( :lol: xD :wink: :evil: :p :whistle: :woot: =] :sick: :straight: :ninja: :love: :kiss: :alien: :angel: :bandit:

  5. MNMon 18 Feb 2011 at 1:05 am

    dont pay attention to the text shape or whatever, pay attention to the words in the poem,

    Good job

  6. pixieon 06 Mar 2011 at 12:17 pm


  7. pixieon 15 Aug 2011 at 6:41 pm

    Since I’ve started explaining the very shallow meaning behind my poems, I guess I should also mention what inspired this.
    It’s actually about my brother. The day before I left to go to Dubai. Usually it’s him leaving, going to karate championships, which made it very odd to me. It was easy turning the love I have for my brother into a more romantic love.
    And viola! You have another love poem among thousands.

  8. Onemanon 18 May 2012 at 5:44 am

    you were sorta late that day & now every day. my idle dream of holiday houess & beaches & eastern seaboard romance becoming some bucolic nightmare. you are the lastest person on earth at night. every night. i prise up the floorboards. bored. three possums have made a home there. they stare in orange.this is six lines – the comment box won’t allow it though…

  9. pixieon 18 May 2012 at 11:58 am


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