Love, selfless and pure, needs no cause to bloom,
It seeks no reason, just the heart's own room,
Rare it is to find someone who brings this blissful tide,
Their presence alone, a cherished guide.
Love is a strength that helps us through the strife,
Support from people who color our life,
Rare it is to meet those who truly care,
Giving us courage, in battles, they're always there.
A caring touch from deep within it flows,
No selfish motives, just affection that shows,
Rare it is to find those who cherish and hold,
Our respect and affection are worth more than gold.
Love is a treasure, a gift so divine,
Finding the right souls is a journey we must incline,
Rare it is to find the presence of those who truly value,
Love's magic sparkles, a joy so rare.
Love can be a curse when the wrong souls appear,
Their intentions, dark and twisted, bring nothing but fear,
Rare it is to find those who cherish our love so true,
In their presence love blossoms like morning dew.
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- Comment from author about the poem: It's so rare to find the right one who loves us unconditionally and doesn't take our love for granted.
- Category: Love
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I often wonder what forces must converge for perfect love to blossom. You gift us with a poem that expresses this beautifully.
Thank you for your kind words 🙂
Please see the poem “The Indian soldiers” by “Nature” and my comments.
Soman Ragavan. 3 September, 2023 //
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