lovedly
lovedly
May 28, 2018

Of Losing

Ask any rich guy
what is losing like

ask a Casino connoisseur
what is it like to lose

ask any sexy guy
what he can do
when his doesn't rise
the biggest loss is this

and

ask a woman
what loss is
when hubby starts looking at women
more beautiful than she

'tis profound MISERY

Euthanasia please!!!!
that alone loss is

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read

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Comments

IRiz

IRiz

6 years 11 months ago

Interesting poem.
Good question is raised, what is loss?
I guess you mean the biggest loss is of what we value the most.
I wonder why you limited your examples by very short list? What made you choose them out of the ocean of misery?
Anyway, euthanasia, is not something I would welcome if my husband starts looking around.

R

raj

6 years 11 months ago

The theme of your poem is pretty good. IRiz is right about mentioning more examples rather than just profanity...loss is a perception may not always be material ..it could also be lack of something like say rainbows in the sky or of senses like memory....smell...or even perceived notion of warmth ...affection...

just my thoughts aroused by your poem...give it some thought if you want to edit / update your poem
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lovedly

thank you for ur views
it was spontaneously written
as a comment
on someones lament

it was not conceived like normal
IVF
perhaps possible

lovedly

Tears of joy for some only
Tears Only Tears
When I view
poems not too few
composed in 1972
by class poets here
tears roll in my eyes
sad for them
not me

none has commented

and all we think is
POETS are we

PERHAPS
in your case
I
only

The easiest commodity is writing
we all can compose
till the cows come home

but the most difficult
is this

To be able to sell yourself
your wisdom
your poem

that is like taking a horse
to the pond
but you can't make him
DRINK

Likewise offer wine
we all will come
ask to see your
printed INK

All will say
without exception

nice wine
fine
why pine
send your poem home
we shall try and see
when there is time

perhaps
some portions read may we..

Likewise
I have had many occasions to ask

HAVE YOU READ MY POEM?

They Question
YOU COMPOSE?
Poetry!! !

Then...TEARS only tears
only tears
TEARS
and its only tears!

SAD for now me