We do not strive but live. Why do we love those who do not love us, and destroy those who are in love with us? Graduated from the Tobolsk State Social Pedological Academy and the Ural Institute of Economics, Management and Law. The chief is currently

By inexperience, indeed, one can believe in this paradox. But if you have at least some analytical thinking, then it will not be difficult for you to come to the conclusion that both are disgusting. And more or less normal, only those who are already close to you now.

Why do we love those who don't love us?
It often happens that a person loves someone, precisely because this person does not love him. Looking at a person looking down on you, an inexperienced lover may consider that he has some reason for this. So, this is some kind of special personality, it must be. The brain of this person is simply deceived, independently painting this picture for himself. In fact, a person looking down is simply poorly educated, and absolutely sincerely simply does not know how to communicate. But such unnatural behavior drives the viewer into confusion, distorting his perception.

Why do we kill those who love us?
This love is not always pure and sublime. Most often, a person in love simply sees in you a weak-willed creature, which, in his view, should only fulfill a certain role invented by him in his life, which for you may even seem insulting and outrageous. And looking at these perverted intentions on you makes you disgusted with this person. It just happens a little more straightforward than in the first case, where for correct conclusions, you still need to turn on your head and think a little.

And everything really good is attracted to you by itself. Therefore, relationships with people who are really close to you in spirit develop smoothly and on their own. And you need to look precisely in the direction of such people, and not exchange money for no one knows what. Appreciate those who are already close to you. They may not be perfect, and tend to deteriorate, but what you once loved them for still deserves recognition.

Love is different, but even if we discard all types of Greek philosophy and religious. and leave a purely psychological paradox of human relationships. it is human nature to evolve. to know that the unknown is what causes emotions. We often love the ideal that we ourselves have created. It is most often inaccessible, like any ideal. And in achieving this unattainable ideal, we are ready to invest both emotions and efforts. and those who really care and who are close by. They actually love us for who we are and no longer evoke emotions, except perhaps for a sense of ownership. And now, we are already trying to make this property better, sometimes unknowingly harming a loved one. For example, I am sometimes very ashamed in front of my brother. He feeds, pays for the apartment. gives money. you ask what to do - I do not need anything. and for some priest you will spend ten years. and then you figuratively in the cemetery. The WU principle in human relationships is always like this, someone gives, and someone gets the main thing is not to abuse or overdo it.

We love those who don't love us
We destroy those who love us
We hate but we kiss
We don't stream, but we live
We allow without wanting
We curse but take
We speak and we forget
About what we love ... we always lie
We indifferently contemplate
We do not answer the sparks of the eyes
We play rudely with feelings
And we don't regret anything.
We dream to be with our loved ones
But let's just forget
That we love those who do not love us
that we destroy those who are in love with us ......

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Here one river caught my eye....

"The first two lines are reminiscent of lines from my poem written below! It's nice to see that in 2009, for you, they became an inspiration for creating such a beautiful poem like this!)))
We love those who don't love us
We destroy those who are in love with us,
We hate but we kiss
We do not strive, but we live.
We allow without wanting
We curse but we take
We speak and we forget.
We always lie about what we love.
We indifferently contemplate
We do not answer the sparks of the eyes,
We play rudely with feelings
And we don't regret anything.
We dream to be with our loved ones,
But let's just forget
That we love those who do not love us,
That we destroy those who are in love with us.

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The cigarette disappears, here's the last puff
She rips my lungs or rumples like a blotter
I don't know what's wrong with me, what's going on in my soul
Managed to so, damn it, fall head over heels in love
Everything that was, passes and is slowly forgotten
In front of my eyes, someone else is already enjoying you
I try to pretend that I don't care at all
I've learned to lose a lot in this life
I lost a lot and let it be nice
I'm so tired of answering these life problems
If you lose something, know that it's only a penny
You will definitely find yourself twice as much
I found myself a girl, just lick your fingers
Everything with everything, well, just darling, but words can not describe
Fell head over heels in love with me, well, what to do, yo-mine
'Cause to be honest, I don't like her

We love those who don't love us
We destroy those who love us
We love those who don't love us
We destroy those who love us

Oh God, why? I'm such a punishment
'Cause I still love her, but I'll slow down the ignition
What if when you came up, touched your hand
And I won't start, I'll be somewhere else.
Even if thoughts don't matter
But away from you. I know for sure that you don't love me.
I will be with someone who will appreciate me and understand
And maybe in my heart someday the ice will melt
How interesting it is to learn, but I don’t want to fight
I don't know what to do, cry or laugh.
I hope you guys understand me
After all, you yourself will kill anyone for love
If someone says "we better grow up"
Trust me, don't stress too much
Who invented love? Where did this word come from?
This is a six letter word, I will remember for a long time

I am not an avid supporter of communication in social networks, and even more so I do not have a huge amount of time to visit various sites. But even despite this, I was extremely surprised to find on the page in "classmates" the image of the sensational poem "We love those who do not love us, we destroy those who are in love with us" with the signature of the author: A.S. Pushkin .

Of course, at this time the whole world is already living an "advanced innovative life", trusting what is published on the Internet.

Having carefully reviewed from beginning to end each published book with the works of Alexander Sergeevich, I did not find even a passage that was similar in meaning! However, as my daughter always tells me, dad: "Google" to the rescue!

Let's get acquainted. The author of this poem and my namesake:

Okhlupin Valery Vladimirovich

Russian poet, was born on August 26, 1985, in the city of Saran.

Graduated from the Tobolsk State Social Pedological Academy and the Ural Institute of Economics, Management and Law. At the moment he works as the head of the information and technical support department. He was awarded the Order of the Star of Eurasia, has many awards, certificates and thanks for the time of his work.

After an exhausting search, I found a rather interesting article explaining the origin of this "photoshop" art that has been misleading many for so long.

What struck me the most was the attitude of today's youth. How can you believe everything that is published on the Internet? One gets the impression that there is a global degradation of a reasonable person in the world.

Valery Vladimirovich in 2015, together with the publishing house "Pero", published a collection of poems "The soul is full of hope." I present to your attention the original of the sensational poem and a short review of the collection:

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We love those who don't love us
We destroy those who love us.
We hate but we kiss
We do not strive, but we live.
We allow without wanting
We curse, but we take.
We talk and forget
What we love, we always lie.
We indifferently contemplate
We do not answer the sparks of the eyes,
We play rudely with feelings
And we don't regret anything.
We dream to be with our loved ones,
But let's just forget
That we love those who do not love us
That we destroy those who are in love with us ...

Valery Okhlupin.

Review:

The collection of poems "The soul is full of hope" by the contemporary poet Valery Vladimirovich Okhlupin belongs to the category of those worth reading. The idea of ​​the superiority of good over evil, light over darkness, as well as the eternal and exciting theme of love, is visible at all times. In many poems, the riddle lies on the surface, but the key to the answer is barely perceptible, constantly slipping away with the advent of more and more new details. There are also works imbued with subtle humor, and this humor, being one of the forms, contributes to a better understanding and perception of what is happening. Periodically returning to the poems you like, each time you find some urgent, exciting question for yourself and immediately get an answer to it. From the first lines, visual images attract attention, they are in many respects distinct, colorful and graphic. The dynamic and lively language of the narrative leads with incredible speed to the finale and surprises with an unpredictable denouement in many poems. In some poems, a portrait of the protagonist is mentally drawn, from the first lines you feel sympathy for him, empathize with him, or rejoice at his successes, upset by failures. Moderate attention to detail created a fairly clear picture, but did not deprive the reader of a place for his personal imagination. An excellent example that combines an unusual proportion of sensuality, realism and fabulousness. In many poems, there is a harmonious complementarity of conflict episodes with the external surrounding reality, once again confirming the talent and skill of a literary genius. The book “The Soul is Full of Hope” by Okhlupin Valery Vladimirovich can be read pleasantly and fascinatingly, all the verses are so interesting that you want to return to it again.