Love –
It grows but never ages
Though it blooms
It never withers,
By itself most blind
Yet is fed by sight.
Full of jealousy
Never vengeful
Grows by thoughts
Yet, it pines away.
Though most delicate
Nothing sturdier grew,
Called Divine –
It makes people mad.
Love is made immortal
By mortal men and women!
Whatever it is -
We can never do without Love
- Or it's pain!
love is immortal indeed...as long as worlds of love are expressed..woven in to beautiful poems..people we write about will be immortalized..cause as long as men can see and read..they ll read such great works..thus making the words of love immortal....and i see as long as your poetry remains..love will always stay immortal... great poem A++ with love shan
I love this luminous composition—10+++ In few words you have captured the major attributes of love: —grows, blind, jealousy, delicate, Divine – makes mad, pain.
a poem which defines love well...mortals are responsible for this immortal's growth...a joy and pain this love
loveliest write..........and much of pain when we did not feel............
'Love grows but never ages'...........beautiful, touching, inspiring Milica
From: Richard Jarboe (stockton United States; Male; 60) To: Pandian Angelina Date Time: 6/30/2009 5: 42: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject: love is immortal The theme of this poem is the same as my 'Beauty's Rose' Isn't it great when love talks to you? richard
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem you told the words from my mouth 10+ hope u like my Why love hurts?