Love has been said in so many ways
It tough to find something else to say
But love poems have always been full of crap
Its trying to play us all for saps
Love is like this, love is like that
Using love like tobacco, just spat
People should be arrested for false advertising
So many lies in the verses, so mortifying
I’ll admit that there is truth in what has been said
But Its hard to write something that you haven’t already read
Its been so overdone that its lost delicate subtlety
Love itself became a word used so flagrantly
Perhaps because underneath the rambles and rants
Love poems are just a ticket into someone’s pants
Or sweet nothings that once read serve nothing more
Than to scratch the itch off some hoar.
How can something so pure and chaste,
Turn into proverbial waste
When love is truly just a word
Then naming it after the feeling is just absurd
I’ve seen many legs open
And even more abdomens swollen
For a love poem numbs their senses
Breaking all logic and all other defences
Sex, is something primal
The hunger for flesh is something final
Love Is originally the only reason
Why anyone would undergo that expedition
I acquit my self not of this sin, for fair ladies, I also ensnare
Using love poems I’ve written and read my share
Each, at the same time, unique and the same
I just hope i wont give love a bad name
Regardless of purpose or intent
Love can be used to whatever extent
This is for the hypocrites, bastards, and all humanity
Don’t turn love into a word of profanity.
--graydarksoul--
