The gray skies looms over
Chatters are heard hereon
Someone asked
What is love?
She smiled, but her eyes glistened
Love is beautiful, she answered
Someone asked yet again,
What is love?
Him, She whispered in pain.
Far from her hands
Yet holding her heart
What is love?
Love is thousand miles away from the shore
Love is voices that can't be heard but felt
Love is memories playing upon her mind
So someone asked yet again
What is love?
His name appeared on her mind.
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Poetry25 Poetries Each contradicting the first but it takes recognition to gain acceptance