Love
I am the bird
That flies freely
I cannot be caught
I am the flower
That blossoms
As a beautiful thought
I am the light
In the darkness
Of hatred and pain
I am the giver
And receiver
No loss and no gain
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True Love
I want you to be happy
I want you to be free
My love’s not conditioned
By what’s in it for me
Love cannot be selfish
Nor can it be controlled
To really love truly
You have to be bold
I particularly like the first poem. Lovely symbols.
ReplyDeleteEspecially love the idea of being a flower blossoming into thoughts! Delightful poems!
ReplyDeleteGreat truths, simply told. Well done.
ReplyDeleteLoved both poems. Subtly different but containing many truths and allusions.
ReplyDeleteI think if I ever experienced true love it has not been with another human. Love through Christ, and love from my cat and dog. LOL!
ReplyDeletevery nice post.
Wonderful poems and wonderfully said.
ReplyDeletei really enjoyed both of these poems but especially the first!
ReplyDeleteThe second one reminded me of 1 Corinthians 13 - love-ly! ;)
ReplyDelete...To really love truly
ReplyDeleteYou have to be bold...
...I'm a sucker for strong ending lines...it does take a bit of boldness to truly love...felt.
Thank you all for your positive comments.
ReplyDeleteI loved both of these. Nice writing! :-)
ReplyDeletemine is here - http://panopticulated.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-sunday-scribblings-prompt-234.html
beautiful love poems.
ReplyDeletewell done!
"To really love truly
ReplyDeleteYou have to be bold"
I completely agree with you..
nice poems.
I particularly like how love blossoms as a thought.
ReplyDeleteDon't apologise for recycling the poems: they rewarded me for re-reading.
ReplyDeleteThe words caught my attention. Love the woods in BOTH poems.
ReplyDeleteRecycling is good. I do it too...
ReplyDeleteI loved both.
destined wanderings
some days everything I see and hear tries to be a poem, the rest of the time, it's pffft. Got to admire you for rewriting for a prompt. I 'd rather write ten new than edit one.
ReplyDelete"My love’s not conditioned
ReplyDeleteBy what’s in it for me"
I love these lines! I love the duality of life. Great poems, look forward to reading more!
I especially liked the first poem, namely for the imagery, and name for these lines: "I am the light/In the darkness/Of hatred and pain."
ReplyDelete-Nicole
Thank you all for stopping by and commenting. I shall recycle more often then ;-)
ReplyDeletenicely done.....thanks for this
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