Love is...
not blind,
as some would claim
nor mere infatuation
where faults and hurts
go unnamed.
It does not cry defeat
when pleasure fades
into pain.
Love will...
not suffer fools,
nor endure the weak,
but it demands vigor,
and rewards the meek.
Agonizing,
Enduring. . .
That's what
Love is.
About the Creator
Lena Beana
Alaskan Grown Freelance Writer 🤍 Lover of Prose
Former Deckhand & Barista 🤍 Always a Pleaser & Eggshell-Walker
Lifelong Animal Lover & Whisperer 🤍 Ever the Student & Seeker
Traveler 🤍 Dreamer 🤍 Wanderer
Forever Lost 🤍
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Comments (7)
Lovely poem with true emotion. Love it.
Excellent poetry with a true emotional persptective on the subject of love's meaning.
Very true, well put <3
Nicely said, Lena. Far more impassioned, eloquent & lyrical than what I wrote using the same title.
Soooo true! That's exactlyyyyyyy what love is. Such a wonderful poem. Hope you've been doing well Lena 🥰🥰🥰
Painfully beautiful, well done!
Sweetly and poetically penned!!! Love it!!!❤️❤️💕