It is so strange to read about love…
A lot of words, one better other one…
But saying words is not for love enough,
It lives in our hearts and is the sun.
It can be sweet and real when we feel
Like one hand takes another in the dark.
It can be awful when it makes us ill,
We are unhappy crying in the park.
It can be holly when we look at God,
In our prayers thank for everything.
It can be sleepy, shy and noisy, but
It goes away when we of tears think…
It can leave us when we believe in tears,
We shut our mind from other lonely heart,
We live alone and stay under the fears,
Just sit and wait for day another start…
But if we love we should not be afraid
Of being close to happiness in us,
Because by spirit everything was made
To make us troubles with the trusty pass…
It is so strange to read about love,
Because the feelings cannot be described.
And saying words is not for love enough…
Without love we live but we are died.
you have an effect with your free verse dear, keep growing. lots of love. abhimanyu kumar.s
seems you have gone through the phase in life.real ink.keep writing.
Yup! I love the ethereal truth conveyed in the poem.10++++++++
Love is a spiritual experience that affects us profoundly. Indeed it is very difficult to capture the emotion of love. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Hi, Chinedu Dike, thank you for your time and kind words about my poem.
A well description of love for happiness and peace..... enjoyed You may read my poems 1) Song of life and 2) I sing
hi Ekaterina, I.m reading one more of your poems, I love this one, , and you are right, the feelings cannot be described, all the feelings mixed in one, that is love,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
there is no life without love, no stars in the sky!