The Mystery Called Love Poem by Feyisayo Anjorin

The Mystery Called Love



The mystery called love?
it holds the key to every heart,
makes you long for the night,
fills your bowel without a bite;
it's the best drink for every thirst

The mystery called love?
it wins your heart without a fight,
you give your all with delight,
your face shines so bright,
it glows all through the night

The mystery called love?
it hides your wrongs and makes it right,
you are like a saint in your lover's sight,
its loss can tear your soul apart
and darken an enlightened heart

The mystery called love?
makes you keep hope alive,
with your lover by your side
the past wrongs are made right,
and the future seen like a shiny light.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alicia Moore 12 July 2010

So true, exactly how i feel =^-^=

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