Seeks not,
but for its own satisfaction!
It will....
bend and twist you
until....
you become pliant and giving.
It will know you....
even though
you do not know yourself.
It cannot....
be captured
and will not be controlled
by anything other than love itself.
It shall not....
be fooled
nor can it be substituted
or replaced.
For....
Love is sufficient unto Love
and can be known only
to itself.
Nothing can completely destroy Love.
Love....
will warmly embrace you
unto its demanding tasks,
and you will ever be a seeker
of this lustrous gem we call, "Love"
————————————————————————————————————
Madelline,
Is it not amazing how we are so programmed to be in-love that we'll endure most anything for it?
Sorry for the poem, but in my own defense, your expressed poetical moment of honest feelings and emotion inspired me.
I can't help wondering about why love is so glorious and can be equally as painful.
Anyway, I "love" your poem, and most gratefully thank you for sharing it with us!
May love treat you kindly and tenderly, Dear Poetess! ⁓ Richard
Hatred and love.. How similar they are, for all the differences they have between them. The strength of feeling, their capacity to overwhelm and overrun and overtake every rational part of us, the ever-reaching marks they leave behind.
This is great. Very simple, but no less powerful than more elaborate pieces. I'm not a literature critic. I never really know what to say in these reviews, other than to keep on writing.
Seeks not,
but for its own satisfaction!
It will....
bend and twist you
until....
you become pliant and giving.
It will know you....
even though
you do not know yourself.
It cannot....
be captured
and will not be controlled
by anything other than love itself.
It shall not....
be fooled
nor can it be substituted
or replaced.
For....
Love is sufficient unto Love
and can be known only
to itself.
Nothing can completely destroy Love.
Love....
will warmly embrace you
unto its demanding tasks,
and you will ever be a seeker
of this lustrous gem we call, "Love"
————————————————————————————————————
Madelline,
Is it not amazing how we are so programmed to be in-love that we'll endure most anything for it?
Sorry for the poem, but in my own defense, your expressed poetical moment of honest feelings and emotion inspired me.
I can't help wondering about why love is so glorious and can be equally as painful.
Anyway, I "love" your poem, and most gratefully thank you for sharing it with us!
May love treat you kindly and tenderly, Dear Poetess! ⁓ Richard
So beautifully written. I do believe you were right when you said our writing was similar and we could have a lot in common. I totally relate to this poem on a personal level, and don't think I could've written it out any better. You should definitely talk to this person though, no matter how hard it may be.
I've always imagined being in love causing me to want to spend all my time with the same person, but that doesn't make sense. Too much of anything can cause you to become sick of it. I don't think love is any different. We all need some alone time, every now and then. Wonderful poem!