Real Love… Poem by valsala shan

No such thing as real love…only lust and possession of power…
No such thing as true love…only control and dominion over others..
How do I feel real love if all that I feel is shame, guilt and fear?
How do I get real love if all that I feel is what he feels as well?
No such thing as real love ….only a reflection of ego’s tower…
No such thing as true love….only a charade that smothers..


Where do I find real love, when all I can see is pain in his eyes..
No true love is he… for he lies through his soul…
Where do I find true love….when all I can feel are his cries…
No real love is he for he is a black, despairing hole…
Wrapped up in his pain, screaming out love dies..
All I need is the truth which he hides in his eyes of glittering coal…


I know not the wisdom of true love….
I know not the purity of real love…
I know however that the pain will go away…
I know however that real love is not shy and welcomes the way…
The way of the true heart is to give true love…