The Enigma Of Love Poem by najeeb momoh

I lay speechless for several hours,
Reminiscing; the faces of pretty flowers.
The lilies and roses will never fit,
Her place in my heart that’s solemnly lit.

She’s well shaped and idyllically made.
With flourished lips that’s perfectly laid.
Her skin, so carefully coated and mild.
I would have sworn I saw a star when she smiled.

To say goodbye comes with a pain.
You never can tell what’s set to gain.
Not all that glitters is always gold.
In you, a sparkle that always hold.

The past and present have been for ages.
They stretch our existence in different stages.
Let go of past unwavering sorrow.
The present is pregnant of a fulfilling tomorrow.

Love is kind and wanting to share.
Love is a mystery don’t even care-
To unveil its secretes, its beauty and charm.
True love is magical and means you no harm.