To love too much,
Or not at all,
Where is the choice,
That comforts All?
They say that certain kinds of love,
Can be quite dangerous to snuff,
And if they pierce your weakened heart,
They may for Life, tear you apart.
WHERE IS THE CHOICE THAT COMFORTS ALL? That's a huge question which you don't answer.Instead you acknowledge there are dangers in our amorous decisions and some will cause hurt and heart-ache. But we must take the risk and hope for the experience you dramatized in LOVE'S PLENTITUDE. That poem filled me with hope which is kind of faith in things unfolding at their own pace. Hope is the Ariadne's thread that gets us out of the Labyrinth before the Monster finds us. I'm going to hold on to that hope as long as I can.
A very thought provoking poem shared on love and life. Wisely shared with thought provoking attitude.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that's why we have, sutures, glue and lasers, to patch us up to be new love trail blazers!