Lost Pieces of Love.

Why do the best things always leave?
Why do the most beautiful words, tend to deceive? 

Why do emotions, even the worst of them,
tend to lead us to trouble?
You can see it through our movements and reactions,
even those that are so subtle. 

Why do we become so afraid, when love is part of the game?
Why do things become so different and nothing is ever the same?

It gets complicated, does it not? 
It is a strange concept that something so wonderful and grand,
can hurt us the most-
and we will never seem to understand. 

It is but a lost piece of the puzzle that is inside us all,
we will wonder for eons and find the match at a slow and slow and steady crawl.

Reviews

[Dennis Shanaberg]

Great as always.
I especially like the lines:

Why do emotions, even the worst of them,
tend to lead us to trouble?

The fact that we rarely expect the worst of emotions to lead us into trouble is a great idea to put in here. I also enjoy how the majority of the poem is said in questions, leaving the reader to try to find the answers for themselves as the speaker does themselves. Great poem.

[Eagle Cruagh]

According to C. S. Lewis, once we are burned
we begin to fear love. We lock love off in a box.
I hope that does not happen with you.

Beautiful poem about real life.

Excellent writing.

rateed-----100 %

----= Eagle Cruagh

[Sseoni]

Beautiful poem! You expressed so many things in your poem! I really liked it! Very thought provoking! :D

[Domo]

I love the very last stanza
This was beautiful in every way I can clearly see.
Great job!
~D♥m♥~