Love's Fled Poem by ENOCH JOHN

Ever wondered what happened to love,
Or whether to the far woods she had fled?
Or why, from multitudes she had hid her face,
And why so many stood in bewildered shoes?

Many times we take lust for her,
For lust dresses up in love's clothes,
And by the time she is undressed,
She has already wreaked her havoc.

For sometimes our actions drive her away-
Jealousy she is not too keen to flirt with,
Or even too much possessiveness, and
Neglect can strangle the breath out of her.

So next time we ask where is love hiding,
Why is her lovely face not seen?
Then we must be sincere and honest,
And the first to admit that we drove her away!