LOVE IS

What is that thing that is called love?

Some people believe it is a gift from above

Others say it brings nothing but pain

Maybe it is a one way train

When you take your path

You could never go back again

It may take you to the happiness door

Or maybe make you taste life's sore!

Maybe love is just like the rain

You never know how hard it would be

Or how long it would last

Love could come so fast

I mean love from the first sight

Or it could take so long time

to be meant to be.. to be so right

Love could put you into darkness

And could bring you the brightest light!

Love is like the fire

Such a mysterious desire

But weather it is going to warm your heart

Or burn your home

You can never forsee it from the start

You can never tell

If It is going to lead you to heavens

Or is it going to lead you to hell!

Love could take you from the cold

And make you feel so warm

Love is like a rose

Beautiful but also with thorns that could harm!

Love could be like glass

If you drop it, it shatters

And never be put completely back together

But love can also be like porcelain

Never cracks & stays forever

It is so strange

How could such a small word hold so many contradictories? !

A small word but with so many question marks

It is such a complicated feeling

That confuses any human being!

As for me.. I'm just a young little girl

Trying to know what is love? !

Simply for me

Love is like a white dove

Flying so high

Up.. Up in the baby blue sky

So far for me to reach

But If I only understand it

To the whole world I would teach

Love is so precious

Love is a treasure

Love is not cheap

Love is when you can't fall asleep

For reality is better than dreams

And life is sweeter than it seams

Love comes from the heart

Not the brain

You don't know when it starts

You don't think about it

You just feel it over and over again

Love is not Just the saying of words

But the giving of one self

Love is caring

Love is daring

And most of All

Love is sharing

Love is not to live in fears

Love is not a matter of counting years

But making the years count

Love is

Telling, listening, understanding,

Respecting the truth and never pretending

True love does NOT have a happy ending!

True love does NOT have an ending!

Love.. some say it is blind

But I say

Love gives you a third eye

To make it easy for you to find

Who is worthy? ! !