More Love Poem by Sandra Feldman

More Love



Love for one another,
How easily forgotten,
Although, so often spoken of.
Love is constant sacrifice,
Not just a mere mirage
That comes and goes,
Remember,
More love less hate
Love is what our souls,
Are supposed to be made of.
So if in you there is no love
To give,
You have no soul.

Thursday, March 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: contrast,hate,love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Practicing Poetess 16 March 2017

Surprise, twist ending. I certainly wasn't expecting the last two lines to end that way! Still, truth isn't always pretty, is it? Thank you for a thought-provoking poem.

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