another old one...


To Be in Love



Can you be driven to madness by love? It happens too easy.
A few sleepless nights only, missing your love, and you're lost.
Not an animal caught in a trap in a pit is so helpless and destitute
as he who's in love but without his beloved.
Turn around with your sighs in your sweated bed, you ridiculous fool,
for never you'll get her, since you are so stupid to love her too much.
There is no self-tormentor more miserable than the lover in loneliness
who dares not to love his beloved,
who dares not to cry out his madness,
who dares not admit his all too human weakness
and his foremost privilege being a man:
to be simply in love.





Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-10-03 at 10:26

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Kathy Lockhart
this is a piece of reality...the unrequited love is tragic. It seems to happen so often. You certainly have written an emotionally evoking text.
2006-10-03