LOVE ARREST
Love scares my soul,
So my soul runs from it.
Barely did I know;
In the pit of love,
I shall fall.
I am eyeing at the throne,
In your heart.
Allow me to rule,
Affairs within.
Though your king,
Diligent service I would offer.
A servant leader-my title.
A while, I need;
To prove my worth.
How is love defined?
Is it by words?
Or it’s by actions?
If actions, observe my deeds;
If words, analyze the truth it bears.
Our friendship- rich and fertile;
With words and deeds,
Love keeps growing,
As tall and thick as mahogany.
Close not your doors,
Unleash your emotions,
Permit no man,
But I alone;
So we celebrate the beauty of love.
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DZIDULA-KOMLA
If actions, observe my deeds; If words, analyze the truth it bears.
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The truth is that we do not find love, it mysteriously finds us. Love is a spiritual experience that affects one profoundly. When it's a natural mutual affinity, couples experience a kind of bliss never before expected even in their widest imaginations. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.