Poleaxed

I want to forget you, but I fail.
How you are able to do it, shocks my heart.

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101 thoughts on “Poleaxed

      1. All ok!
        It’s legitimate, normal and even healthy, nothing wrong!
        The one who admired too much had reason and space for it because the other had qualities that enchanted him. And that is acceptable. There was no manipulation and oppression, there was only an expression of enchantment and a desire for love that did not materialize. That’s right! Life goes on …
        That is the charm of the possibilities of life!

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    1. Absolutely not.
      Love is not a prison.
      If it’s a prison, it not is love.
      These are terms that excluding itself.

      Passion can be defined as a prison.
      But love turns to is freedom.

      One of the meanings of the word LOVE is, to give itself.
      And who gives itself, give itself for who to want, because to wants.
      It is an inner need of the giver.

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      1. Sad to say, it is. Even if you let someone go, you would still feel the same. You’re still in the prison, you just accepted it. And its absolutely fine. I want to be in love’s prison forever. Its the best thing humans have to offer.

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      2. non!

        Passion and love are different feelings.

        “Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage.”
        Galatians 5:1

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    1. Crossing

      Composers: Rocha Brant Fernando / Milton Nascimento
      Singer: Mirella Costa / Guitar: Nacho GonzΓ‘lez

      When you did go away, it did the night in my living
      Strong I am, but there’s no way, Today I have to cry
      My house is not mine and neither is my this place
      I’m alone, and I don’t resist, I have a lot to speak…

      I release the voice on the roads, already I don’t want to stop
      My path is of stone, how can I dream
      The dream made of breeze, the wind comes to terminate
      I will close my weeping, I will want to kill myself

      I’m going following through life, forgetting me about you
      I don’t want death anymore, I have a lot to live for
      I will want to love again, and if not give, I won’t suffer
      Because already I no dream, today I make, with my arm my living

      I release the voice on the roads, already I don’t want to stop
      My path is of stone, how can I dream
      The dream made of breeze, the wind comes to terminate
      I will close my weeping, I will want to kill myself

      I release the voice on the roads, already I don’t want to stop
      My path is of stone, how can I dream
      When the dream is made of breeze, the wind comes to terminate
      I will close my weeping, I will want…
      I will want…
      I will want…
      me…

      (This is a free translation just to illustrate this post.)

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    1. You just called me β€œSir” oh! I don’t know if I will be able to digest this much respect. Haha

      Thank you so much for your lovely comment on the blog post, Ava.
      Happy Blogging!

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      1. Oh gosh! Now this is turning funny. πŸ˜… Your words are as if a famous personality replied to you. Stop that, Ava.

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  1. As two railway tracks never meet ,as two edges of a river never meet; so true love is never met by anyone.here is no question to be shocked.next was a traveller so he gone;you try too to change your mind ,don’t feel alone because in this world every one comes alone and goes alone.

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    1. I am with you on this, Aruna!
      Its just that everyone has a wish and desire to keep the other person and once unable to do the same or being failed at it is something tough to carry on with. But yes, nothing is an end to begin afresh again. Appreciate your time here! πŸ™‚

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