First Memory Comments

Long ago, I was wounded. I lived to revenge myself against my father, not for what he was- for what I was: I was not loved. problems that remain in the mind. tony

hey bro I love your poem see my

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love in twisted pains; wounded in confusional terms of life!

Your verses open my mind and inspire me.

The twist ending of the poem is very attractive, Louise Gluck .

A simple but profound insight. Poetry at its best.

its a wonderful write.

I do love the perspective.

I like the twist ending

Verily, a regret and repent with self realization......10

With twists and turns it has depth and meaningful ink. Loved it.

Wow. Very nice. It seems to say that the deepest pain you can ever feel, is love for someone else. You can deal with not being loved, but it kills you to love someone.

Fantastic twist of words to derive very deep meaning to love and pain. Thanks for sharing.

The words seem to carry the pain of the outrage suffered by the poet in his childhood. A very truthful description of frustration which ends on an optimistic note- I was not loved / It meant I loved.

Wonderful! Such deep insight of emotional understanding.

Nature is full of the scars of life. Nice work.

An interesting introspective write.