Love is a beautiful flower.
A symbol of affection.
A symbol of attraction.
A symbol of melting power.
It can smile, it can weep.
It's like a piece of fine art.
It sprouts from the heart,
Where its roots run deep.
Tenderness is its stem,
Soft sensitivity its frame
Humor, its natural radiance
Compassion its fragrance.
Love is a beautiful flower.
Care and touch nourishes it.
Ego and selfishness wilts it.
Anger and hatred burns it.
Dhaka
05 August 2014
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Thanks for the appreciation, @Gary H. Just read and commented on your two poems: 'Relieving Her Pain' and 'Escape'.
You have put love in a beautiful vase! Its beauty captures every mind and its fragrance permeates all around! Ego and selfishness wilts it. Anger and hatred burns it. These lines beautifully elucidate its delicate nature!
Thanks for quoting from my poem, @Valsa George. Your comments are always inspiring and your words sound like a small piece of poetry, themselves.
What a Great, Great, Great perception of what Love really is! Now we Finally know! I think, never so well explained. The whole World from it has gained. Loved it Very impressed, Bravo! *****
Hi Sandra, I am overwhelmed by your fabulous remark on my poem. It's so heartening to receive such high accolade from a fellow poet! Much obliged!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem Khairul inspirational.
Thank you Mary Forrester, for reading my poem and leaving a kind comment here.