To Live or Love

Try to forget.

Try to run.

Focus on here.

Focus on now.

Leave the past behind,

Let it rest in peace.

Don’t allow these things

Which don’t exist

To tear you apart.

But who am I to say

What was right then

And what belongs now?

Faded images swirl

Like a misted fog

Half-forgotten memories

Of the ones I used to love.

Echoes of the life I once lived.

Come to me, make me whole once more.

But who are you to bring to life

That which has already passed?

Those days, long gone

You knew them once

But now, they are a mystery

Part of a life you no longer live.

Let them fade away.

Put them to rest, and quiet frantic thoughts.

Soothe your aching heart.

These people, these faces,

These are the ones I once knew.

My friends, my family,

How can I let them go?

To let them fade away

Into the unknown

To let them pass

Into the land of darkness

Where no man has seen

To leave them behind as I go on,

Would be to tear my own heart out

And live a life half complete

Always half empty

Missing a vital part of me

Don’t ask me to abandon the ones I love.

The ones you loved.

They are no more.

Forget this childish fantasy.
Stop chasing these elusive

Wisps of memory.

Life goes on.

You must go with it.

This path can only lead

To the land of shadow.

Follow your dreams

Not your heart.

It will take you beyond this life

To a place where-

Then I die.

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I really like the originality in this poem,its really different and that is why I enjoyed it so much! However I would have like you to fill in the spaces more! It gets very irritating for the reader to have to scroll down a long way down before getting to read the next line,and I feel like you should make use of punctuation, to make the poem better to understand! Nice work, keep writing!

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ocw2021
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ocw2021 wrote a review · Sun Dec 22, 2013 5:23 pm

I really loved this poem! There aren’t very many poems out there that I really connect to, but this is one of them. It flows really well without having to rhyme, which quite a feat. Usually I enjoy those kinds of poems over non-rhyming ones, but this one was different. I enjoyed the imagery you used to convey the message, especially in the beginning when you were talking about the running and trying to forget. I could imagine myself in that situation, and I have had those exact same feelings before. The end really wrapped up the poem nicely. Keep writing!!!

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Sonder
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Sonder wrote a review · Sat Dec 21, 2013 10:21 pm

Hello again DragonLily! It is I, the great Griff, to review yet another of your works!
Wow. This is awesome. I love how you did this, displayed the argument about whether or not to die. I just...it's too good. At first I was wondering if it was Hades or the Grim Reaper or someone trying to convince someone why they should pass, but I think it really is just the person's thoughts? Not sure if I am right there, but either way, it is amazing.
The ending is simply amazing too.

Follow your dreams

Not your heart.

It will take you beyond this life

To a place where-

Then I die.


I like it so much. It shows the acceptance of the person about to die, interrupting the final statement of the persuader.
Overall, I don't think you need to fix anything. This was really good. Nice job.

Keep writing and being amazing!

~GC

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Ningy
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Ningy wrote a review · Sat Dec 21, 2013 9:03 pm

I love this so much! It's like a mind going back and forth between whether it should live, or if it should die. It's a very beautiful, very dark piece, and it can often be the very case in some people's lives. I really do love this and I wish that words would come to me, so that I could be able to explain my love for this better, but alas, they evade me. But, DragonLily, this is an exceptional piece.



The roots of education are bitter, but the fruit is sweet.
— Aristotle