By Markie Doczi | Featured Contributor
It isn’t always fireworks
In cinema depicted,
It may be present in a heart
But hidden from the eye;
Sometimes there’s no room for it
Til hate has been evicted,
Cloaked in angry, bitter words
Revealed within a sigh
Some embrace it cautiously,
For others it’s profound
Viewed by some as weakness,
A pit for falling in;
Too often it’s a treasure
Still waiting to be found,
For some a mark upon their heart
Who’ve loved and lost again
As a soul beyond the body,
True love never dies
It can strike like lightning,
You can fall but can’t be shoved;
Whispered nothings, blushing cheeks
Or platonic family ties…
No matter the laws of the universe,
The world would not be without love.
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Beautiful!
Thanks so much!
Nice poem
Thank you 🙂
‘Ohh,’ thank you 😉 what a sweet comment! I’m so pleased that you enjoyed it.