Love comes in a whisper,
in a shout,
in the flash of fireworks,
in the slow building of layers of sediment
How can you understand
What you can not see
Can not hear
Can not taste
Can not smell
Can not touch
How then can you understand love?
It has no width
It has no breadth
It has no height
Yet you say you feel it.
Love can not be understood or explained
Nothing from this world applys
Compleatly illogical, driven by a different force
Dimentionless and beyond time
Those that say that they have lost it, never had it
It is not born and does not die.
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: November 11th, 2022 07:11
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Looking out for love in whatever manner it may choose to manifest itself, that appears to be a life quest for many.
Thank you crypticbard for the read. There are many forms of what we call love some may be something else. Thanks for the comment.
(your words spoke to me dear Poet
and I couldn't help scribbling a little poetic reply of my own, thank you!)
I truly believe that which is ethereal
can never be lost, merely surrendered or forgotten
thus, we may traverse in and out of love
but that's merely a state or passage
in time
once we choose to love
that love, however bitter its yield
is a love that stays by our side
see, people may come n go
but the love we cultivate while at each other's side
goes nowhere, it lingers
in each remembered smile or tear...
love prevails!
that's why it's worth investing in
Dear L.B. Your words are always looked forward to and valued. This poetic response was indeed so very close to what was intended in mine that I am worried about some psychic connection. I wish that I could have read it before I wrote mine, it fills in all the gaps.
Good for you, Soren. Most telling was your comment above ‘what we call love …. may be something else.’ And it certainly is not mostly what we find hanging about here.
I have my own view of ‘love’ here at MPS:
https://mypoeticside.com/show-poem-129135
Thank you Dave for your review and comment. Yes it seems that everyone has their own definition of the word. It makes it vague and maybe it should be so. It is hard to delineate something that has few physical qualities.
Thanks Soren - I gave what was a fuller response back at my piece, which summed up might read : Why bother, get on with life, and love quite likely will come.
You address the enigma of love in such a profound way, every line rings so true. I guess you could point to the biological element, and say that it's neurons firing and hormones releasing. But can you really measure it in a laboratory? You have described what is incomprehensible so beautifully, and it is such a fav.
Thank you so much Bella for your most kind words. Your so right I thought of the biological potential but this is very confusing in that the very same biological responses occur in response to other stimuli as well, so I thought it best to stick to the (simple?). Your remarks are deeply appreciated.
You address the enigma of love in such a profound way, every line rings so true. I guess you could point to the biological element, and say that it's neurons firing and hormones releasing. But can you really measure it in a laboratory? You have described what is incomprehensible so beautifully, and it is such a fav.
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