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Array ( [sid] => 146656 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What is Love? [time] => 2008-12-04 09:11:40 [hometext] => I suppose every relationship has doubts. This was written during one of those times. [bodytext] => And what is love? A fragile thing?
A feeling that all is at ease?
A spider’s web above a stream
That flutters in the slightest breeze?

But what is love? I dare to ask
Is it more fleeting than should be?
And how can it escape the past?
And face it’s final destiny?

Am I a fool to love this way?
Enthralled by such a tender kiss?
And awaken with the dawning day
And pray to God it’s not amiss?

My soul wanders in the night
Knowing not which way to turn
Hopelessness is brought to light
The dawn that makes the eyes to burn

My heart is brought down to the ground,
Swift as with the foeman’s sword
My lips have fallen silent now
No longer can I speak a word

Awake O heart and beat again
And know that still she loves you so
Let hope rise up with no refrain
Without her love, where would you go?

Where to turn but to her arms?
The safest place for me to be
Reclining only in her charms
And know that it’s my destiny

So what is love? I finally know
A trust I muster from inside
That waters it and makes it grow
And dares not seek to run or hide

© 2003 O’ Raithbheartaigh
[comments] => 3 [counter] => 209 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Eireannach [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
What is Love?

Contributed by Eireannach on Thursday, 4th December 2008 @ 09:11:40 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



And what is love? A fragile thing?
A feeling that all is at ease?
A spider’s web above a stream
That flutters in the slightest breeze?

But what is love? I dare to ask
Is it more fleeting than should be?
And how can it escape the past?
And face it’s final destiny?

Am I a fool to love this way?
Enthralled by such a tender kiss?
And awaken with the dawning day
And pray to God it’s not amiss?

My soul wanders in the night
Knowing not which way to turn
Hopelessness is brought to light
The dawn that makes the eyes to burn

My heart is brought down to the ground,
Swift as with the foeman’s sword
My lips have fallen silent now
No longer can I speak a word

Awake O heart and beat again
And know that still she loves you so
Let hope rise up with no refrain
Without her love, where would you go?

Where to turn but to her arms?
The safest place for me to be
Reclining only in her charms
And know that it’s my destiny

So what is love? I finally know
A trust I muster from inside
That waters it and makes it grow
And dares not seek to run or hide

© 2003 O’ Raithbheartaigh




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Re: What is Love? (User Rating: 1 )
by Balmain_Tiger on Friday, 5th December 2008 @ 10:14:26 AM AEST
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Yes that is what love is ...... and so much much more


Re: What is Love? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 5th December 2008 @ 10:33:33 AM AEST
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a very good poem once again. the rhyme is perfect and you've put a lot of passion into it, without sacrificing quality. excellent work.

-phil


Re: What is Love? (User Rating: 1 )
by Lilymaemax on Saturday, 6th December 2008 @ 06:21:05 AM AEST
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To question everything is very healthy .It confirms our true feelings so we don't blindly accept for the sake of others expectations .We prove to ourselves and this really well done in this poem.Lilymae




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