Knowing love is beautiful.


Love

I walk alone

I walk having known love.

It was in my mother’s kiss

That gave my cold heart some bliss.

It was in hugs

In tender touches

It was in swings

That gave them wings.

It was in laughs

It was in tears

It was hiding underneath all my fears.

It was in smiles

The ones I brought.

It was the victor

In all the battles I fought.

It was in goodbyes

That made tears fall from eyes.

I live alone

I walk alone

One day I will die alone.

I would depart having known love.

In its purest

In its highest.

Blessed be the ones that loved

Blessed be the ones that loved.



Submitted: December 03, 2022

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Diamonheart

Amazing piece. Love truly is the deepest form of expression.

Sat, December 3rd, 2022 1:30pm

charlamaye

That's a lovely poem (-: may I recommend my poems Peter and Paul and I think you're beautiful

Sat, December 3rd, 2022 5:10pm

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