It’s hard, so hard!
It’s hard to think without excess
It’s hard to exist without regress
It’s hard to endure without pain
It’s hard sometimes to walk without a cane
It’s hard to portray love without feelings
It’s hard to die without living
It’s even harder to live without thinking of death
It’s hard to eat when you’re not hungry
It’s hard to fuck without coming
It’s hard to fight wars without killing
It’s hard to make peace without making war
It’s hard to breathe in the air without exhaling
It’s hard to see without believing
It’s hard, it’s so hard, they never said it would be easy
They never said anything at all
It’s hard to learn without unlearning
It’s hard to believe in God without knowing Him
It’s hard to run without walking
And learning to walk is easier than talking the talk
It’s hard, it’s so hard
They never said it would be easy, they never said anything at all.
Hi Gezz, Hope you are settling in well here at WABD. 🙂 Seeing as you are open to crit, I would suggest finding a different title here. I get it that you are repeating the “It’s hard” theme on purpose to make that the focus of the poem’s structure. However, sometimes that goes better with a shorter poem as folk can get a bit jaded by too many . With that in mind…the title is too much and way too obvious I would say. Something to highlight what is to come next would perhaps be more appealing and not so… Read more »
Hi Alison, thank you for your valuable input on above. Yes there are maybe too many “hards”, it probably would bore the beJaysus out of folk reading it quietly to themselves. Have you read it aloud? Words take on a much more different tone when read aloud like Shakespeare. When I’ve read his works aloud they bring about a passion and beauty to his writings that are hidden in quietness. I will try and use the audio thingy for my poems and say them aloud. But thank you for your input, it’s much appreciated!! 🙂
who is “they”?
your work so far is that of a person that questions everything, open-minded and I dare say kind-hearted – may I ask how old you are?
Hi Ifyouplease, I’m too old lol ! well actually 59 years, 60 if I were Chinese, They? It must be my parents, school, society, those about me and me myself. I wrote on a painting once ” Question everything, Believe nothing they tell you, stay alive! ” I like to question everything, don’t you? Life is but an illusion of self. Who am I to say, who are you to say, we say but we know nothing, Nothing is our world and nothing will ever be.
I really enjoyed reading this, a great many will be in agreement with you, however for me line 9 was a stumbling block, and I realise this will probably be just me, but I cannot face obscenities in a poem and suddenly ( I was going to say coming across it, rethought that ) arriving at it spoilt the whole thing and prevented me wishing to carry on, but I was liking what I had read. Sue.
Hi Sue, I’d thought about that line as well and was going to substitute the words with something else but I thought I’d be a little naughty and test the water 😉 I think I’ll stick with it for now but most of my poetry is tame lol , I gotta have at least one out there which is a little risque wot wot? Sue, cheers!