Amore

Four left hand turns,
Knowingly lost
Just off the turnpike.
             Love is Desire

 

A sip of poison,
Tearfully shared
In a dank mosoleum.
             Love is Sacrifice

 

Standing in the rain
Stationary. Still
While the world moves on.
             Love is Patience

 

Knowing there's no one else,
Despite all of the
rumors and lies.
             Love is Trust

 

Trading the last piece of bread
to a starving soul,
Just for a smile.
             Love is sharing

 

Love is knowing.
             Not Knowing.
Choices.
             Fate.

 

Love is a dream,
and a nightmare.

 

It is jumping into a lake.
Not knowing how to swim.

 

It is compassion
It is remorse
It is.
             It is not.

 

Love is making decisions
with your heart
not your mind.
             Love is illogical.

 

Reviews

[Gandré]

"A sip of poison,
Tearfully shared
In a dank mosoleum."---------------this I love totally! How original you are.

Love is a dream,
and a nightmare.



It is jumping into a lake.
Not knowing how to swim.
---------------------------------------------------------I smile here... sometimes, we know how to swim but....we don't have a long perseverance.....and sometimes this had its nostalgia - yes, even.. kind of tragi-humor.... but with a sombre undercurrent.....wondering.....that you didn't read me yet? I write this since 3 years at least almost 2 on WC lol... how comes that kinda similar thinking didn't meat here?

[Poetic82]

This poem is beautiful, and love is all of this and more. There is a saying, not sure who wrote it. True love is not how you feel about the other person, it's how the other person makes you feel about yourself. You must love to truly experience the essence of you. Bravo !!!!