Who can tell me what this poem is about?

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Re: Who can tell me what this poem is about?

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My friends say, this is a romantic poem about the constancy of love. That once inlove, u r inlove, it never alters or changes. I disagree. I think the poem is about a man admitting he loves his woman, but also admits he is had cheated on her. I say that because i believe here in online-when i flirt with farahs, i believe i am cheating. Am "I" self projecting u think? :cry:



Let me not to the marriage of true minds
(marriage here is not literal, it represents the union of two minds in love)

Admit impediments. Love is not love
(admits obstacles, love is not love)

Which alters when it alteration finds,
(which changes when change appears)

Or bends with the remover to remove:
(or bends with the one who cheats)

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
(oh no- the one u love and married to--it is fixed, u cant get out)

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
(that looks on the other woman or other man in this case, but still loves the husband or the wife)

It is the star to every wandering bark,
(Love is the guide/star to every cheating dog-or lady dog)

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
(whose worth is unknown, because she loves him still but cheats. )

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
(Love doesnt die in time, its no fool to time-though tempted with the tempest with rosy lips and checks)

Within his bending sickle's compass come:
(with his or her weak moments of being bended-compass/light comes)

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
(Love does not change with this weak brief fling of hours or weeks)

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
(but bears the drama and chaos when the cheating is busted)

If this be error and upon me proved,
(if this be a mistake, and prooved)

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
(then I shakespeare never wrote, and no man ever loved)


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