What Is Love?

No real description needed. Just a poem.

What is Love?

 

What is love? A roaring lion? A dove?

The jaws of love clamp down on wounded soul,

A soul so marred by brutal, hated love

So cruel a love hath struck a bloody hole.

With great wrath, cruel love breaks my tender heart.

A love that my love, will never return.

Frowning she says her disappointing part,

Her word, one word, stings like a flaming burn.

Alas, a glorious light breaks through love’s clouds,

A connection so bright that love can birth.

If only one can see past love’s blind shrouds,

A soul can rejoice in love’s joyful mirth.

A heart with so many faces is love,

A glorious, golden bright, morning dove.

 

Reviews

[Syke]

A really great poem written in iambic pentameter! Obviously, there are some real feelings behind this and they shine through.

[Hope]

Love breaks through all that does not matter and agrees with what matters the most
Love does not give up and ignor, nether does it fully depend on the other more
Does the love descend down upon, or does it live in one and show abroad?
Love neither intends to hurt nor just shower with gifts
It is a give and take, a relationship not just a simple 'yes' or 'no'
It is founded upon the very principles which shape our very bein'
Whom does love affect?
All, some people just want to deny it
When one realizes that they are who they need to be, and know from whom they have their being...
then, is when one realizes what true love is.
2 Cor 13 is a list of things that result from finding true, unbiased love