LOVE_AND HATE_ Lyle Ashwyn Holland (22-JUNE-1989 / RIVERLEA, JOHANNESBERG, South Africa)
'I Am Love'
You should already know my name.
No I'm not Lyle, I'm not life, as they claim.
I can never be hate And neither am I pain.
I've been falsely accused.
I've taken the insults, the rejection,
And still manage to give affection,
And protection, for those who neglect my every action of compassion...
I've been falsely accused.
After being adored, and assured.
That the pleasures I give...
Will be treasured forever more.
I cover up the pain,
the hurt, The shame,
And the wounds you endured.
I am that craving, you find hard to ignore,
I am that feeling, that was once so pure.
I look pass mistakes, and beyond all flaws...
Now I'm wrongfully accused.
Due to the actions of the one..
who lacks, what I possess,
And stand for.
The one that is my total opposite and reflects war.
Affects and inflicts negativity,
Where I heal and fuel with positive energy...
I bring strength, I am not your enemy.
Do not give up on me. I have the remedy...
For all your heartache.
So world will you please share the empathy...
I dare your spirit and soul to Enjoy your life,
I do not blind as anger does. I just shed light. Receive me if you cannot give me,
Especially to those who really need me.
Do not hold back, just please forgive me...
I am not fond with jealousy,
though I am possessive.
But only to protect,
what could never be promised...
Not always. Or forever.
But I can never be killed,
And though I seem like a fantasy. I couldn't be more real...
I am that feeling that gives you joy beyond your wildest dreams,
Though some might mimic me for selfish gain of material things,
Or temporary pleasures. So note that things aren't always how it seems...
The lies before your eyes you cannot notice,
Not because you're blinded through my focus...
But because you treasure all the moments, while appearing hopeless...
Don't blame it on their vision, when people perceive it as desperation.
You know exactly what you need, I just don't exceed your expectations...
I see good where's so no such thing left,
I look beyond flaws. I do not see skinny or fat...
Ugly doesn't exist to me. Beauty is all I see,
Yet so many people say such cruel things to me...
I do not look back on mistakes,
I look forward to a future that's great...
Though some do the comparison,
Having false hope and false insecurity,
I still share a bond with God and utmost purity...
He's actions are implied as being associated with the incredible force,
which overwhelms the human body by just a simple touch,
Or the sheer though of what is possible.
All The countless amounts sacrifice,
To encounter with no doubt or fear that it might not even be recognized...
My tests aren't an exam,
but my actions can be exemplified,
1 little sample of me,
Will always lead to being emphasized...
I do not show pity,
my sympathy is simply nothing but mercy...
the victims that's been used, abused,
And bruised, tend to falsely accuse.
Because my reputation has been shunned, torn and mostly confused...
I am that feeling that compels the heart,
To give go through so much,
And never turn completely hard...
Though some might deny me to be strong, after they've been heart broke or lived without me for so long...
Some might not know me yet, some might never learn to...
some might have lost me. And some might miss me too...
I have no regrets, and I share no evil.
Even in death and hurt, I live in people.
I am the cure and peace, I have no equal...
I bring forth laughter and passion.
I go beyond all doubts, there is no question.
I am a blessing for your heart.
For those who aren't a match made in heaven...
You ask who I am? But you do not need to more guess,
I am the peace that brings your dreams in the flesh...
I am the 4 letters. That helps your soul relax,
Some portray me as the worst thing that happened. But others say the best,
I cannot say for myself.
But I'm LOVE none the less_
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Love speaking for itself. This is love, this is me...
Do you agree?
Comments about this poem ('I Am Love' by LOVE_AND HATE_ Lyle Ashwyn Holland )
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