IT STILL HAS POWER

There is no love in clouds so white,

or stars at night

when shining bright.

Is not in all Earth’s golden bays,

or sunset’s formed

at end of days.

Is not in rose’s petal’s pretty

or tower’s tall

in any city.

Love is when two heart’s entwined,

to heaven’s soar

yet never climb.

Is when two lover’s eyes are met,

and lips are found

with no regrets.

Love is when all sorrow leaves,

and heart’s once hard

fall to their knees.

Love is when all pain subsides,

and heart’s as eagle’s 

wings they glide.

Love is when for war they call,

it still has power

over all.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked how you defined love.
"Is when two lover’s eyes are met,
and lips are found
with no regrets."
The above lines were my favorite. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Aru Bansal]

Much appreciate it Sir. Thank you so much. Glad you liked it.

[Coyote Poetry]

I did and you are welcome.

[Ana B.]

A very sweet and endearing write :)

[Aru Bansal]

Thank you so much..:)