Love roams lands that flutter freedom
Casts itself into willing, accepting arms.
Uses all of its intimate engaging charms.
Floats the air fantastic to reach someone.
Doesn't rest until the good of it all is done.
Wastes no time at all making effective connections.
Lays itself full square upon the line for another.
Goes the distance necessary to arrive at a needed location.
Does not mistake itself for being anything other than itself.
Watches and waits for opportune times to be a refreshing blessing.
Relieves, as it deletes, damages incurred; caulks the cracks.
Twists itself into whatever shape will get through to its desire.
Cares beyond measure, at risk to its own reputation.
Incorporates patience as an allie to further its love tasks.
Goes so much the distance that it just simply outlasts any/all.
Builds a wall so tall that no one can over-top to bring harm.
Replicates itself time and eternity to produce complete continents.
Runs loneliness, despair, worry, insanity, fragmentations out of bounds.
Sounds the alarms when harm is imminent so as to streamline care.
Awaits others to stumble into its path, soothing them in ecstasy.
Author notes
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves...Bible
This quote is a prompt.
A contest entry
- love... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended May 20, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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Ah..what an honest and deep description you did and made me to ponder over the issue..I love this piece..well done....
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love twists us into crazy shapes, we either scream with pleasure or cry with the pain of it all, a good poem
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Or, do both together hahaaha
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