True love really exist

In the realm of love, where hearts entwine,
A tale unfolds, so sweet and fine.
Untold stories of passion deep,
For true love's secrets they shall keep.

Truly true love exists, this I know,
A love that blooms and continues to grow.
Once disillusioned, I used to believe
That love was a scam, a deceitful reprieve.

But now I have found a love so pure,
One who cherishes me, of that I am sure.
No longer a skeptic, my heart is at rest,
In the arms of my love, I am truly blessed.

Through ballads and romance, let my words play,
Painting a picture of love's enduring sway.
With each metrical verse, let emotions take flight,
As untold stories of love come to light.

In the moonlit nights and sun-kissed days,
Love's mysteries unfold in wondrous ways.
Whispers of devotion, whispers of bliss,
For all untold stories share love's tender kiss.

From ancient tales of star-crossed souls,
To modern love that makes us whole,
Each story unique, yet intertwined,
Threads of love through time, forever bind.

The ode to love, in its grandeur, sings,
Of eternal devotion, where beauty clings.
Love's symphony plays, a melody divine,
Embracing hearts, intertwining like vine.

And amidst these untold stories of love,
Where countless hearts find solace above,
I stand as a witness, with joy in my eyes,
Knowing true love exists, beyond any disguise.

For it is possible to fall in love for eternity,
With someone who loves you unconditionally.
No longer deceived by love's bitter facade,
My heart sings aloud, no longer scarred.

So let the untold stories of love be told,
In ballads, metrical romances, and odes of gold.
For they are important, each one holds a key,
To unlocking hearts and setting love free.

In the tapestry of love, let our stories unite,
Shining bright as stars on a moonlit night.
Truly true love exists, this I proclaim,
May it touch your heart and forever remain.

In tales of old, where love was told,
A poet sang of love so bold,
Of passions fierce and hearts aflame,
Where lovers vowed eternal claim.

But skeptics scoffed, their doubts aligned,
"Love's just a scam," they were resigned,
They whispered rumors, stories untold,
Of love's deceit and lies unfold.

Yet, in the midst of doubt and despair,
A glimmer of hope ignited the air,
For I found love that's truly true,
In someone who loves me through and through.

Gone are the days of cynicism's sway,
My heart now dances, no longer astray,
For in your eyes, I see the truth,
A love that endures, unyielding and smooth.

Once I believed love was just a ploy,
A game of hearts, meant to destroy,
But now I rejoice, for I have found,
A love that's real, forever bound.

Through the highs and lows, we will endure,
Our love's foundation, strong and pure,
Like an ode to love’s unspoken tales,
Our hearts connect, never to fail.

Whispers of untold stories weave,
In every moment, our love receives,
Each tale unique, yet all profound,
For every love story is worth renown.

So let the skeptics mock and groan,
Their ignorance remains unknown,
For I have witnessed love's sweet grace,
And found my solace in its embrace.



Ode to Love's Denial

What if I was denied a chance to love,
To bask in affection, like the stars above?
A world without love, a barren domain,
Where hearts are left longing, forever in pain.

What if my soul lacked its destined mate,
And love's sweet nectar I could not sate?
A life devoid of passion, of tender embrace,
Would leave me adrift, lost in empty space.

For I have truly fallen, deeply in love,
With a heart so full, like a soaring dove.
To be denied this bliss, this sacred art,
Would tear at my core, rend me apart.

Love is a symphony that plays in the soul,
Its melodies whisper, making us whole.
To feel it denied, would be a cruel plight,
Leaving my spirit engulfed in endless night.

In the absence of love, what would life become?
A hollow existence, where joy is undone.
For love is the essence that colors our days,
It lights up our path in a myriad of ways.

I cannot fathom a life without love's touch,
Its warmth, its tenderness, I cherish so much.
To be denied this gift, a tragedy profound,
Leaving my heart in sorrow, forever bound.

So let us celebrate love, embrace its grace,
For it is the tapestry on which dreams trace.
Though denied, it shall remain eternally sought,
A beacon of hope, with lessons yet taught.

What if I lacked a soul to fall in love?
This question now haunts me, from skies above.
But fear not, dear reader, for love finds a way,
It pierces through darkness, turning night into day.

For even if denied, love's seed shall persist,
In the depths of the soul, it will always persist.
And though the journey may be arduous and long,
Love's flame burns eternal, forever strong.

So cherish the love that graces your heart,
For it is a treasure, a work of art.
And if ever denied the chance to be loved,
Know that within you, love's fire is beloved.