What is love?
Is it an actual thing,
Or is it a figment of our imagination?
How does it affect us so greatly?
Why does it affect us so dramatically?
If true love was an ocean,
Would it not be a vast, bottomless, & endless one?
if to love is to live, then what is to die?
Peace,
Conflict,
Life,
Death,
Pain,
Joy,
Serenity,
Longing,
Terror,
Anxiety,
Confusion,
Heart-ache.
THAT, is the meaning of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really enjoy this poem, not bad for a first! Not at all: 3 I have a question though, that went through my mind as I was reading... Why weren't some of your questions answered? Like the ocean one, I was looking forward to hearing your interpretation.. Good job! ^_^ I'm interested to see how your writing will progress..