Love is like the sweetness in a gale
Scented with aromas new and pale
Valiant dreamer, choice as love chores
Pleasure hunter’s caress till he snores
A lover strength look how love pours.
Hyped dotted outlines props new lore’s
Crush you never could hide the flaws.
Whose love, hear those misplaced rants.
It is truth that commands love in any form
Let heart bleed, solitude stings as norm.
Wet sands won’t shift need you cry.
I see mountains go blue in the sky,
The rivers flow hard as tear drops.
Those cores melt without any sops
Love is here, remain it will, forever more.
A contest entry
- Misunderstood Love by Riftkin.
525 points, ended July 10, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - PIF! Love sonnets by coddledsoul.
330 points, ended August 24, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Hmmm this was not bad! best of luck in the contest
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I have read this several times...
and I enjoy it. It is a happy poem about the 'sweetness in a gale.' I like the alliteration.
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