Poetical

Love Light

The world is ill from our love-sick souls

If the world spoke selfishly about us,

Would we care?

A love so delicate and refined

Is it an endless one?

For a love that doesn't last is called a pleasure.

Love is an insult for those who have none.

Insecurities prevent us from loving freely.

Love is full of truths that only reveal themselves to the patient ones.

But love doesn't resist those who resist it.

Love is an obsessive endeavor.

Is it honest to let love roam freely?

Since when did love finds us detestable?

The purity of love is what drives us all.

After all, love always requires our gracious devotion.

There is always one who loves more,

And another not enough.

Is love a monster of ingratitude?

Is love nothing but a happy coincidence?

Love begs us.

Love needs us.

Let love enlighten us all.