Love Is Love Poem by Anashree Nash

Love seems to be;
Fading further away,
As each day turns to night.

Who can blame a bleeding heart;
For not keeping,
Loves flame alight.

Love has a way;
To make you soar,
Higher than the eagles.

And it also has a way;
To make you feel like you,
Were 6 feet beneath the earth.

But Love is love;
It's pureness and gentleness,
Is what gives it its grace.

It is you and I that attach to it;
Dishonesty, betrayal and hurtful acts,
All of which isn't love.

So why the fuss;
Why turn your back,
And give up on love? ? ?

Love is love;
Its pureness and gentleness,
Is what gives it its grace.

Love holds no price tag;
But its the most priceless,
Gift to have.

It is the only aspect of life;
That's adds colour,
To a world that's black and white.

It's what makes;
The little things,
Matter the most.

Forget the past and the pain,
Some are not worth fighting for,
Whilst some are worth the fight.

Its up to you and I;
To keep the flame,
Of love alight.