What It Means To LoveA Poem by Qahira
Sitting at the white soft bench, outside the classrooms;
A calm weather; in front of the big acacia tree blooms; Wondering of how love feels for the first time; Why people risk their lives for their love of lifetime. Watching the white like ice cream clouds and blue sky; Hearing students inside laughing and babbling; Couple white doves chirping and singing while they fly; Sweet aroma of acacia tree; a bright sun dazzling. Realizing that there's an unselfish humankind; People wants to be happy; so they search for love; Perhaps love is not meant for everyone to find; If possible in another life; i'd love like a dove. Some says they're scared of loving because of pain, "it is just some drama , don't need to love in vain", Some says "Sacrificing even if it means for their joy", "They're just like some children finding a small toy". I thought love is more on reciprocating; I also believe that love is totally sightless; But i was pulling the wrong side of a string; Love means that loving someone priceless. © 2024 QahiraReviews
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Added on October 8, 2024Last Updated on October 8, 2024 |