He turned to me
and in his sweet soft voice
said,
speak to me of love,
and so I raised my head
and my shoulders and I did…
Me,
if one is not willing to fight for ones’ love
then love is lost
when the tongue be stubborn in silence
even though the heart
be full of warmth wants to speak
love is lost
If one feels alone
even though one is in love,
that love is lost.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
Offline) - Published: July 3rd, 2026 02:40
- Category: Love
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a fine write
Thank you so much dear Norman 🌹
most welcome
Love needs company is what I hear in this poem and so it is even love of oneself needs recognition of itself as company. In this recognition comes respect and support. Nicely written my friend.
Thank you dear sorrenbarret, your take on this is lovely, if one is not willing to fight then what is it in the first place? Sometimes we love too much and it's one sided so yes therein needs the company of the other half, if the other half of this love isn't there well then it's wasted 🌹
My pleasure my friend
Love the car, love the woman.
The car can take you places, though the woman can take you places too.
Tough one this, and even the car is nodding in agreement.
🤣
Dearest Teddy, this really touched my heart. There's a quiet wisdom here that feels earned rather than merely spoken. Love asks something of us, and you've expressed that beautifully. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you dearest Tristan, hey, happy 4th of July for tomorrow my dear friend. May you stay in company that you love. 🌹
Very insightful. "If one feels alone" when it should be feeling like half of a whole entity, when two become one. Silence can break a relationship. one must speak often of their love. One must be willing to die for one's love. A love filled poem that defines its essence. Wonderful. - Phil A.
My dear Phil, you have read the absolute soul of this poem, thank you dear friend. 🌹
I am sure your love is strong Teddy and will never be lost, I know that my love will never be lost.
Andy
I am very happy to know you know 🌹
Very wise words indeed Shirley.
- Syd xo
Thank you dear Syd, more what I've learnt through my own life's road 🤣
Teddy, my sincere apologies for the delayed comment…I’m in the midst of moving, but I’m so glad I finally got to comment on this. I love how you show that love isn’t just something we feel…it’s something we choose to express, even when it’s difficult. Otherwise, as you so poignantly put it, love can be lost. Beautiful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
You already commented on this one 🤣 but two reviews warms my heart, thank you my dear Tristan 🌹
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Sweet Teddy, There’s a quiet, confessional weight in this—like the speaker is answering a question they’ve carried for a long time.
The repetition of “love is lost” lands like a verdict, but the softness in the setup keeps it human rather than final.
Thank you my dear Thomas 💜
Yes it is always better to speak up what is in the heart than lose the beloved for lack of courage 🤔👌
Thank you dearest NafisaSB 🌹
Most welcome 🤗💐
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