Love Poem by Michael Chau

Love



Love is a mystery,
Something hard to define.
If you try to look it up,
Many answers you will find.

And just as you think,
That you have cracked the code.
It gets more complicated,
And slips right under your nose.

Love is just a word,
Four letters and a sound.
Keep looking all you want,
The answer will never be found.

But if you keep digging,
You will find the heart.
And, as everyone knows,
That's the most important part.

Love cannot be described,
Yet it still exists in this world.
You can find it in that special someone,
Whether it's a boy or a girl.

I thought I almost found it once,
But, to my surprise, it wasn't so.
She was very beautiful,
Someone that, I knew, would say no.

But I put up all my courage
And tried for her heart.
And the outcome was very obvious,
She did not want any part.

So I stand here to tell you,
After my battle with love,
That sometimes you can't find the right person,
But that doesn't mean you should give up.

Love is not just a word,
But a feeling like no other.
Yet if you lose the love,
Then why bother?

Why bother with the tragedy,
If you'll end up sad and alone?
Why would you stick your heart out,
If there is nowhere left to roam?

I'll tell you why,
Because love is not that easy.
It is that feeling you get
That makes your stomach feel queasy.

Love is a mystery,
Something hard to define.
If you try to look it up,
Many answers you will find.

And just as you think,
That you have cracked the code.
It gets more complicated,
And slips right under your nose.

If you stop now,
How will you find the one?
They won't wait around forever,
Because, sooner or later, they'll be gone.

It'll be too late
And then you'll have missed your chance.
They could just forget you,
And not give a second glance.

Don't ever stop believing,
Because love is a beautiful thing.
You just have to look in the right place
Let your heart take wing.

I've thought about this for a while,
And I still have plenty of time.
But when I get my opportunity,
I'll finally have someone that I can call mine.

But, until then,
Let fate take it's course.
I don't think love
Can be taken by force.

Love is a mystery,
Something hard to define.
If you try to look it up,
Many answers you will find.

Love is just a word,
Four letters and a sound.
But if you look hard enough,
Your love will always be found.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I just needed one last love poem for a while. I'm gonna try some other genres of poems for a bit.
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