Where has this been? My heart has found a home
Somewhere safe from the pasts bruised, dirty hands
A marker I wear, and give as I roam
A promise to free you from painful bands
This home I harbor, it has many doors
You can push, pull, and unlock any-time
Many can find it, many might lose it
Though it calls, only few can hear its voice
The warmth and stay, my own heart to commit
Is more than a blessing; more than my choice
More than the house that symbolizes “love”
More than my heart, and any heart thereof
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Author:
Tom Wood (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm entering into a poetry contest, and they asked me to write something about love and how important it is to all people. This was an idea of something I wanted to submit, but I'm still working on it. Let me know what you think :)
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Good write Tom. I hope to come back to it soon, to analyse it a bit. I'm no 'professional poet' though!
Well love is no contest but this was good as only a few do hear, and go through the pain of finding a home so dear!
Great stuff
Keep up the write
Hi Tom again! This to me conveys commitment and dedication in a relationship.
There are the 'Love is...' cartoons, where there is not just one definition, but several.
Also. there is the idea here, I sense, of love being more than the sum total of all it parts. When we may have made all our possible definitions of love, there is still that 'more than', that indefinable something or somethings to 'love'.
I'm rambling here. Hope this helps, from an interpretive angle. I didn't know I was going to say all this! 🙂
Thank you so much, I appreciate it! It helps a lot! 🙂
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