Poems

Love

Love

This word can be both good and bad, a blessing and a curse.
It can be a lie or a truth

When love is a lie it hurts when its gone
It brings people into the arms of despair
It sends people to their knees from the pain
It's sweet lie can break families in half,tear sibling apart.
And wage an unending war on a fragile heart

But when love is truth,
It creates a bond so pure and beautiful that even Death itself must bow
It sparkles and shines even when things are beyond hope.
It will not bend or break
And it will never end.
If the whole world loved and listened just a little bit more
this planet would be even better and the human race could shine so much more.