Love is when you understand your partner
and in return, he loves you because a lady
can't just love but loves along the way.
Love is when you're able to sacrifice and
compromise your own happiness for your
partner.
Loves is when you left with two slices of
bread and give the other to your partner.
Love is when you have two shirts and you
decide to give the other to your partner.
Love has been described as an opportunity
for me as i was growing up. The elders used
to say that love is when you're stuck in
the elevator in a mall and the first person to
call is your partner.
Well, i have found a certain kind of love...
A love that gives you a shirt not because
he had two, but he went to the shop to
buy a shirt for two.
A love that does not gives a slice of
bread because they were left with two
but goes to the shop to buy a slice for two.
That kind of love that you're not the
first one to be called when the elevator
breaks but you're already there with her
because you're the first one she called
when she wanted to go to the mall.
That's the True Love I've found.
Lovely depiction of mighty spiritual experience that is love, well articulated and nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is about living, enjoying life and making sacrifices.