Love is not my solo trip to the North
And certainly not, without your help
It's not about what you can give me dear
But what do you happily give to yourself?
Love is not in my nods for your words
And certainly not, in a constant neutrality
It's the courage to stay real and true
Being one with the stars and bound in gravity
Love is not in my pity for your tears
And certainly not in my eyes, when you lie
It's the peace that exists, despite a conflict
In a life, without the burden to justify.
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 27th, 2024 05:02
- Category: Love
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Comments6
Perfection.
Thanks! Means a lot π
Wow, so beautifully written, and reads so smoothly. Good Write Alan.
Thanks a lot for your support π I'm glad you liked it...
A great poem,
thoughts and
view on love
indeed!!
Really captures
the readers
attention and
my pleasure
to read! π
Best regards βοΈ Thad
Thanks alot, I appreciate it βΊοΈ
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