What Is Love Poem by Sweta Leena Panda

What Is Love?
Can anyone tell me
What it defines
What it's color and what's it's beauty?
People astonished me what kind of person is me
People says love so blind,
or I can't see it
I guess Broken Hearts are only made for me,
Because love finds everyone else but love never found me.
I can see it from where I lie,
The sun is setting, going to sleep,
The dark surrounds, like the ocean deep
I ask myself time after time,
What is it?
I have no one to look after me,
The real me is someone no one can see,
So I'll wait until I find some sort of love,
And until then it's just me and the stars above