Mortal Love

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    Mortal Love

    It sits for me in infamy
    That which shall never be
    Loved shall I never be
    For love for me is out of grasp

    Told I was the other day
    That married I shall never be
    By a mortal one of she

    Now I sit in a pit
    To wallow in this eternal fit
    For love for me is in infamy
    It just shall never be
    - Tam al’Meir

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    tamalmeir’s Poems (23)

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    To Understand Love 0
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    Theology 0
    Pain 4 0
    Pain 3 0
    Rhyme With A Reason 0
    Soul Death 0
    Life 1
    Pain 2 2
    Excruciating Limitations 1
    Untitled 0
    Untitled 0
    Agonizing Infidelity 1
    Death 0
    Mortal Love 0
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    Pain 0
    Love (Answers!?) 0
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