Love Is Poem by Saskia Harjono
Love Is
Love is the mind’s doing – and not the eyes' -
and so they say,
the mind tricks, illuminating a pony
to a celestial creature
Love is the essence of human life
and so we are told –
but isn’t it a malign satisfaction to possess, conquering
the hollow image of reality?
Love is tasting caramel in a bowl of gourds – doesn’t make sense
Love is humming a lullaby in faltering staccato – you can hardly sleep
Love is seeing the fiery moonlight in eclipse – phenomenal
Love is,
Depending what you choose to remember
For love is,
Love
To see love in such things is to see through its many disguises. GW62
'Love' doesnt make sense yet it is phenomenal, , , ? ? Cant wait to really feel it!
Love is tasting caramel in a bowl of gourds ------ hummmm- when it is too sweet, the heart gets melodramatic
When it comes to Love, even though its the most wonderful feeling on earth, the heart remembers the pain, whilst the mind tries so hard to forget, when we fall from loves grasp. A great poem.. all the best Jon
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 11:35:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
LOVE HURTS when FALLING OUT OF LOVE! High marks!