The Pain I Love

Knowing you i die more
Not knowing you, i'm dead without you
Within me i deeply know
Its not loving you that pains more
But the pain of loving you is what i love

Slowly yet steadly i get lost
Lost withing the chambers of you
Your heart melting me away
Softly but yet true; not only love i get from you
The pain of loving you is more than adventure

Who ever lied to me that it would be easy
That together we would easily be lost forever
Never will the road be smoother
But the journey is more worth the venture
The pain of loving you is not eternal
And together we will be forever
Its the pain of loving that i treasure

by MaryVivien Namata

Comments (4)

Rightly said, and wisely too
The purpose of poetry is to remind us how difficult it is to remain just one person, for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors, and invisible guests come in and out at will. Great work of art of poem
Czeslaw Milosz died 14 August 2004, he also translated Bible...
excellent! a masterpiece! keep writing! could you read and comment on my poems too? thank you.