That which we all are given.
Be it by blood or otherwise.
That which emboldens.
That which causes fear.
That which averts our gaze
When its personification is before us.
That which inspires greatness
And calamity both.
That which drives us mad time and again.
That which brings with it sorrow, joy, elation, and despair.
That which gives.
That which takes.
That which prevails innumerably.
That which is timeless.
Love.
A contest entry
- Love Is A Verb by SerenityNChains.
700 points, ended August 4, 2008, 25 entries
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Comments
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A very good descriptive of love itself, not exactly what I was seeking for this contest though. I wanted you to show love in actions, not words. However a very nice poem all the same. Kudos.
Serenity
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