Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Monday, May 29, 2006
What makes us tick?
What makes us tick? Love, hate or fear? All three together? Or is it just the fear for loving Or the fear of being hated?
3 comments:
Neat poem.
I have heard it said that everything boils down to either love or fear.
I believe fear of intimacy is very common.
WE fear rejection. Maybe thats the reason, we fear love....
But to love is to be free....
It's all part of the same. Simply remember that whatever it is, it's all part of one. Blessings!
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