Love Inspired

by Blueleo   Jun 28, 2008


There is no room for love, not in this cruel world
Time passes by as if it were a knife trying to cut but not kill.
It's full of painful memories.
Yet some how we think love is the answer.

There is no room for love, society despises it.
Our time is that of a race for existence.
Cut throat times, kill or be killed.
When would we have time to love if we don't survive.

There is no room for love, time does not allow it.
Time is a precious thing, it passes by and never turns back.
It passes by slowly yet ever so quick.
If we don't use it wisely we can't even afford love.

There is no room for love, the economy forbids it.
We fight for every penny, we fight for the air we breathe.
We can barely feed ourselves after the bills.
A family is too much, how can we make love even survive.

There is no room for love, history forgot it.
The great times of love have come and passed.
Hate has taken over now, we can't afford to trust hate.
We can't hope for love to come back, we can't even afford to trust love.

There is no room for love, our hearts can't take it.
We have seen times so cruel and history full of pain.
We've lost what's ours, our dreams and even hope itself.
Where was love but on the other side of the fence, laughing.

There is no room for love, our brain can't bear it.
It's been a life of lessons, and do we ever learn.
History repeats itself, but never do we see the pattern.
When will we learn that hate is nothing but love unmasked.

There is no room for love. There is no room for love.
Our soul can't take it. We drowned it with hope until it could hope no more.
We're tired, hungry and thirsty. Loneliness should not be a factor.
There is no room for love, must fight to survive.

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  • 16 years ago

    by BREEawNUHH

    This was a wonderful piece. It's well written, and I love the language you used.

    Here comes the critique --

    "There is no room for love, not in this cruel world
    Time passes by as if it were a knife trying to cut but not kill.
    It's full of pain and memories of pain.
    Yet some how we think love is the answer."

    ^^ With the first stanza, the only thing I disliked about it was the third line. I think the overuse of the word "pain" bothers the line a bit.

    "There is no room for love, not in a world like this.
    Our time is that of a race for existence.
    Cut throat times, kill or be killed.
    When would we have time to love if we don't survive"

    ^^ Again, just something small that bothered me a bit -- the first line, because you used something similar as the first line to the first stanza.

    "There is no room for love, history forgot it.
    The great times of love have come and passed.
    Hate has taken over now, we can't afford to trust hate.
    We can't hope for love to come back,. We can't even afford to trust love."

    ^^ The fourth stanza -- the last line -- you should remove the period, and not capitalize the second "we".

    "There is no room for love, our heart can't take it.
    We have seen times so cruel and history full of pain.
    We've lost what's ours, our dreams and even hope itself.
    Where was love but on the other side of the fence, laughing."

    ^^ The first line, I think it should be "..our hearts can't take it.." because you're referring to more than one. I could be wrong, however.

    Overall; you've written a wonderful piece. Good job.

    5/5

    -Briana