What Is Love? Poem by vittal vandavasu

It was to be seen
But must be unseen
Some demad reason to learn
But reason doesn't prove

It is called sweet
But oh! so bitter
It is a treat
Surely of many woes

It is so beautiful
But one really thinks
He shouldn't steal bountiful
So he but steals

Raising above everything
Decreasing below raising
It is something
What is love

NOTE: This is a nothingistic poem. Nothingism is a neew style of writing poetry I invented to show the meaning of something while suggesting it is nothing.