Pure Love Poem by Khaoula Basty
Pure Love
My love burns
My love grows
My love rises
My love flourishes
My love exists
My love speaks
He is the frankest, focus on his speech
He is the most beautiful, look around you
He is the most innocent one ever, see his eyes
Come and take this pure love
04/02/2012 time: 10: 00pm Tunisia
(he: personification)
love is a biut'ful thing...it is better talked about in poems. God bless you
A THING OF BEAUTY IS A JOY FOR EVER - John Keats. Sounds like he's an embodiment of virtue and beauty. A lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 9:22:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
burns, grows, rises, flourishes.. it is a great awakening in you when you speak of love. thank you very much
welcome and enjoy reading my poems :)