#conditions
There could be a billion possibilities yet today this poem a subtle reminder that can manifest
where words can be a dua.
All control belongs to Allah so Tawakkul can aid.
16h ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 3:08 AM UTC
my love is conditional
something to be earned
you withhold and yet attempt
awkward silence purchase
misunderstood transactional
I deserve to have needs met
needs not wishes, for survival
even when my want is you
when you dream love elusive
for such deceit I’ll never fall
I will not love in reasonless
never lean on stranger trust fall
trust complete but not naively
you dream trust illusory
my dream established neatly
you expect love unconditional
you could have all you desire
when I love I love completely
standard terms and conditions
but you are above such requisitions
Jan 18, 2025
Jan 18, 2025 at 8:07 PM UTC
Nature responds by
extreme weather conditions
to man's transgressions
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May 12, 2024
May 12, 2024 at 11:39 AM UTC
cold drinks in the warm breeze
seeing the burning of evergreens
i used to know where to roam
but you always roam without a home
who am i without the soil i’ve known?
cannot grow in these conditions but sometimes comfort zones act as limits
Jan 19, 2024
Jan 19, 2024 at 6:59 AM UTC
I will always accept you
Unless you are different
I will always help you
Unless I'm busy helping myself
I will always find you beautiful
Unless you grow old
I will always love you
As long as you do what you're told
Conditions will always apply
A sober fact of life
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 8:36 AM UTC
Loved you without judgement or conditions
Way you gave life definition
Stirred my emotions without permission
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 8:15 AM UTC
i should have read the contract
before dating you
before loving you
before you
if i had read your terms and conditions
-sex whenever i need it, your feelings aside
- put up with my delicate ego, but allow me to slowly shatter
every ounce of your self-worth
-you must not say or do anything more intelligent than I or
you have given grounds to publicly humiliate you
-do not touch my fragile masculinity
-i am permitted to treat you as inferior to myself
if i had read the fine print
then maybe i wouldn’t have signed four years of my life away
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 11:39 AM UTC
Love is not unconditional
Love is not unconditional,
Love is not unconditional,
Love is not unconditional.
Even love has laws;
Yeah even love has laws.
And if there’s just one thing to learn today,
If there’s just one thing you should hear.
Then let’s hope you remain faithful,
Then I will remain near.
But if you break loves laws, by breaking my heart,
Then you and I and love itself, will sadly have to part.
No love is made here anymore,
No love is made here anymore,
No love is made here anymore.
It’s just a fading memory, a thing I once thought.
All the things we never did,
All the words we never said.
All the ******** we have to deal with,
All the times we could never forget.
All I wanted to be, was inside your heart,
All I wanted to be, was inside your heart,
All I wanted to be, was inside your heart;
But you smashed us in two and broke our love apart.
Love, love, love, love, love is dead.
Love, love, love, love, love is dead.
Love, love, love, love, love is dead.
Love is dead, inside my bed and my head.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 3:04 PM UTC
we'd all like to have
that nice cushy job
where toiling can be given
a mammoth fob
those who've landed
in these plum positions
will be assured of the
best working conditions
few if any missions
do get facilitated
the office is a place
of nil being slated
an extended lunch hour
management takes
whilst busy bees are
hauling the heavy stakes
company CEO's lounging
around in boardrooms
penalizing the labourers
who are pushing the brooms
wouldn't it be great
to sit constantly down
and not keep polishing
the boss's idling crown
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 9:57 PM UTC
some have totally rejected
the protocols that were
carefully written down
choosing not to heed
their intent
taking the approach
of we'll follow
an unconstrained
bent
the conventions state
in a transparent glass
never of our purpose
should there be
any unpermitted
pass
adhering to terms and conditions
isn't an arduous task
they're so concise in respect
of what they ask
some enjoy free wheeling
though it will come at an expense
for not to remain within the parameters
means a quick despense
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 6:42 PM UTC
Do you love me?
Do you love me on one condition?
Or one hundred?
Do you love me unconditionally?
Do you love me at all?
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 7:46 PM UTC
Television romance
In scripted dialogue
and camera click bait
is this our love story
or can heaven wait?
in the dreams of writers
will love be fore filled
if we become fighters
Will fate yield?
and will the type writer give us that happy ending
as the stage is set and then completed
Will we kiss and get married and die together or will we pretend
That love is merely written in our stars or will we have retreated
from that notion
that can be grown only come from a story we tell ourselves about each other
and that love and devotion
Is merely a set of complex conditions that come from one emotion.
Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 3:45 PM UTC
if you can't put yourself in my position through perspective,
don't talk bad about my shoes.
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 10:53 AM UTC
A broken diadem witness to those where dire traffic
with a southerly flux that pretend to track the vapor there
though this substance again duly addressed as *** holes now
contrast with this ever growing population while they gather
in their restaurant with Navistar global position.
Aug 26, 2017
Aug 26, 2017 at 1:38 PM UTC
Money is not love
And...
Love is not money
But...
Time will still hum
While...
Nature remains cunning
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 5:01 AM UTC
She said,
"I am truly yours,"
And me,
I am a fool always.
Waiting,
To be cheated,
They always say,
*"I have found someone better,
He's just like me & so compatible."*
I had read her acceptance letter then,
She had promised me to love me,
I had even renamed myself,
For her, I took that step,
So long as lifelong.
Reading her old love letters,
I now realize its postmortem,
That I read none complete,
At the bottom of the offer,
Was written in small letters,
"CONDITIONS APPLY"
May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 1:12 PM UTC
my clothes are not torn out,
so what?
i can still write a poem
hunger isn't killing me,
so what the ***k?
i will still write a poem.
i ain't clouded by poverty,
and there's no hole in the ceiling
to see the stars on a clear sky.
so fu****g what?
i will still write a poem.
i am 'poles apart' a condition
like the Pink Floyd's "Division Bell".
but i am still writing my poem.
i don't read them to people,
friends, strangers or everybody.
anybody? but nobody might read them,
and I still write the poem.
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
Like me, I may like you too.
Hate me, I may like you more.
Ignore me, I may be your dream.
Love me, I may kiss you in front of them.
Be with me, I will marry you.
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 4:56 AM UTC
I cannot express myself
Not the way letters have sounds
And the way words have means
Because means have ends.
I cannot find a way to define my experience
Because definitions have conditions
And every definition is defined
By one mans minds eye.
I cannot find my voice
Because the keys are in the Kingdom of my choice
And if my choices are made in duty to the words you say
How can my words carry voice?
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
It's easy to be good at many things,
It's sad to be known for just a few;
It's alright to try everything once,
But it's hard to be an Ace among the crew.
It does take a lot of courage
To accept the norms and later pine;
But to stand up to what you believe in--
That takes a hell of a thick spine!
People call it arrogance,
To walk away from the crowd;
But with time, the one who walked away,
Is the one who walks proud.
Free will is an illusion for many,
It's a social necessity to walk in a herd;
Society accepts you on its own conditions--
Which if not fulfilled, you remain unheard...
There's a monarchy of tradition,
That feeds a monopoly of disappointment;
*It's your charity to their egos,
That secures your appointment!*
Go, find where you belong,
Amidst this raging tide;
Swim through the mailstorm,
Pull at the chains that keep you tied.
Break free of those psych bonds,
Move out into the light;
Rid yourself of that ancient poison,
And proclaim your own path as right.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 2:35 PM UTC
I’m sideways, middle ground burned and left and right beyond reproach so I take no stand against a stand against anything that might be controversial and those thoughts won’t go away no matter how much I rebel because you instil so much that I never wanted to learn because all I want to learn is that you love me without taking a stand, without conditions, without thought.
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC