I Bleed Words Sometimes

Makes me wonder

What’s love without the face of conscious effort?

What’s love without decency for courtesy?

What’s love without respect?

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I don’t need to be told I can have the stars.

Nor do I want to be kissed under the sparkle.

I want to be looked upon as one of your own.

I want to be treated right.

I want to never have to say it again.

Love is Nothing without Respect.

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6 responses

  1. What’s love without the face of conscious effort?
    A Compromise and a gangrene.

    What’s love without decency for courtesy?
    A charity of the reluctant but eager to please looter.

    What’s love without respect?
    A black plague of an intellect.

    March 9, 2013 at 5:46 pm

  2. 🙂 Well said!

    March 9, 2013 at 5:49 pm

  3. Good one Mitchelle.
    I don’t know if you’re aware, you can ‘import’ all your preposterous blog posts to wordpress.

    March 10, 2013 at 6:42 am

  4. Hey Hardeek,

    Thanks!

    Yes I know. I’ve already imported them. Waiting for wordpress to reflect all those posts here. If not I will have to contact customercare.

    March 10, 2013 at 7:29 am

  5. Delicate and honest, even though I know, your work may not be autobiographical. Your pen has a tenderness of its own. Keep writing.

    March 24, 2013 at 11:35 pm

    • Appreciate it Siddharth 🙂 Really do.

      March 24, 2013 at 11:41 pm

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