The Lover - Poem by Baharak Sedigh
The true lover has everything to lose.
So, he fears nothing.
Without acceptance, relationships become work.
As religion without faith is just an obligation.
Success without passion remains empty.
As love without trust-just a restriction.
And a life lived without love-
A life lived without love is just noise and commotion.
And we’re capable of so much more.
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