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What isnt love but feels like



What isn’t love but feels like.

There are these things I want to say
But I am afraid how you will interpret them
And whether I will ever find the right words
To express what isn’t love but feels like.

There are these things I want to do
But I am afraid how you will see them
And whether I will ever find the courage
To execute what isn’t love but feels like.

There are these pictures I want to paint
But I am afraid how they will reveal
My innermost self, my emotions
To portray what isn’t love but feels like.

There are these phone-calls I want to make
But I am afraid how they can ruin
A perfectly good relationship
To expose what isn’t love but feels like.

There are these poems I want to write
But I am afraid how the words once spilled onto paper
Will expressly in all their nudity
What isn’t love but feels like.


So I stuff my emotions back into my heart
Shut it, tie it with logic and reason
Stifle, strangle and choke it , hoping to kill
What isn’t love but feels like.



 © 2012 Preeti Shenoy
 

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Comments

  1. Awesome didi..

    I dnt feel like.. but i love it like anything..

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  2. I can feel the emotions that your poem is putting out. Lovely poem!

    LOVE IT! :)

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  4. ur last stanza is a perfect description of the conflict between the head and the heart, reasoning and intuition... loved the poetry... each line n word of it! u already know that u r awesome with words that goes well with ur thinking:) just keep going n we r with u :)
    n can i know what is ur take on the head-heart theory!

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  5. Preeti I am in complete awe of yor writings.. This one is so beautifully narrated, said yet unsaid. held secretly in the heart yet expressed with utmost care.. Love this!!!

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  6. Awesome poetry!! loved every word of it! emotions have been very-well expressed!

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  7. Last Stanza is the best!!!!
    Just how many of us feel like...:-)
    Well written, always a pleasure coming to your blog.

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  8. all I can say is wow!

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  9. Sandhya: thanks! *Hug*

    Amey: Pleasure to connect with you :)

    Ankita:Thank you so much :)

    Megha: thanks! you make me feel good :)

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  10. Hanni: Thanks! As regards my view on head v/s heart, I would say, Always follow your heart! The head--it lies to you. The voice of your heart is always true :)

    Aaekay:Thanks!

    Bharadwaj: Thank you :)

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  11. Awesome Preeti:)

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  12. Very poignant and thoughtful. Lovely verse.

    Only don't stifle, strangle, choke it .......

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  13. wonderful i must say..!!
    deep down in our hearts feelings..words are left unsaid..just cause of the fear of ruining the relation

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  14. You have written a poem on what I am going through at this moment and let me tell you it's nerve-racking! Loved it! :)

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  15. Gayathri: Oh! Just express it :)

    Raksha: Thank you! But sometimes one must take risks no? :)

    Ramesh: Aaah--but at times one has to, my friend! Sadly there is no other option but that.

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  16. Lovely lines... beautifully expressed the turmoil between head and heart!

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  17. hello,
    when are u starting art classs , am eager to learn pencil sketches but my painting master was specailising in landscapes but not pencil. he pushed me to the world of to get enpough of pencil sketches:)
    kindly lt me know if u plan to start art classes

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  18. Wowwww :) loved each line :)

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  19. Anonymous5:14 PM

    Feels like going back to teenage days! Lovely one!

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  20. Cho cute...perfect feelings...super perfect words!!~love!!~

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  22. Lovely expressed...this is what I am going through at this moment :)

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  23. super awesome poem i felt eah nd evry word ! :))

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  24. Fantastic.........i can realli connect well to all ur post and writings...wonderful...

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  25. hello ma'am...

    i can comprehend...
    cause i feel like...

    awesome one!!!!!

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  26. wonderfully expressed Preeti :)

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  27. beautifully expressed :)

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  28. Loved this one.. :)

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  29. loved this one.. :)

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  30. Loved ur poem a lot...so expressive...I am deeply touched

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