What is love ?

written quite naively i suppose

Love is the reason for what makes us cry,

what makes us human and what makes us lie.

It is the only force to dissolve our facades,

to make us feel naked, and do us great harm.

Love makes us blind to the horrors of the world

Yet has the power to destroy us and our inner cores.

 

It makes us remember, and even harder to forget.

It is our warmest hello and most painful goodbye,

It is the surreal force that enables one to fly.

Love is the life force that keeps the world sound,

That breaks our naive hearts for them only to be found.

 

It is what makes us angry, turning our souls to the flames.

Yet it is what makes us human, so we owe it no blame.

Love is what makes us, breaks us and shapes us.

 

To be able to love is the greatest gift a person could bare.

Without it we are nothing, with it we are damned.

It only gives us courage to open our hearts, humans, hand in hand.

Reviews

All what is love is said by your words ~

[Seshat Nidaba]

I always like descriptions of love, and this is no exception, well done.

[~ Stefanie ~]

Wow, I loved this. Such a great description of love and its qualities. You did a wonderful job with this, and the wording you used throughout the piece just added to it :)