A Love Poem

A Love Poem short poem

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Just before I go,
I want to let you know,
I think of you everyday,
I think of you a little bit more,
I tear my reason apart.
I hear the beatings of your heart.
Love is more vicious than war,
She grabs hold, then suddenly lets go,
she grabs hold, she lets go,
She torments but kills you slow.
But if I not hark back into Love’s dark womb,
I can never hear the first cry beneath the tomb !!!
Something inside me gets broken,
I feel neither pleasure nor pain.
I think of you everyday,
I think of you a little bit more,
And I keep thinking of you,
and I keep thinking.
Body decays and soul waits,
from prison escapes the eternal poet,
In chaos meet our spirits, ever youthful,
unite there in full bloom.
And from ‘nowhere’ the soul whispers :
“Love is not the means but an end in itself.
we are born out of it and die with its help.”

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Partha Parker

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Feel me, Hear my name. I'm an unknown poet without fortune or fame. This awful world tears me apart Its torments me & breaks my heart. Nothng exists except a void within me I'm blind to beauty & it's the squalor what I only see.Yet,a beautiful future is my Hope, & with that beautiful dream with this world, I still cope.
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Laya Sarath
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And I keep thinking of you,
and I keep thinking.
Body decays and soul waits,
from prison escapes the eternal poet..

Oh I loved this…Hope the love will be back soon and would never leave you again…

Preeti
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Such an elaborate and intrinsically beautiful piece on love…Nicely written!

ammu sachariah
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Beautiful poem.

Savi Mani
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“Love is not the means but an end in itself.
so true, a loving heart always thinks of his love more and little more day by day……….love is eternity….. love keeps us going in life, love is the essence of life…..beautiful poem………well written!!!!

Monali Longmailai
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feelings of love entwined with the soul… nothing can rip it apart, not even time. beautiful poem indeed!

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