Monday, April 9, 2012

Love

A poem inspired by looking at the people in life who say that they are 'in love' because of a crush, yet fail to realize that true love requires sacrifice, not a few fluttering heart beats, because of some crush. Enjoy!

They sing and smile, with the superficial
Reality they claim is love. Do they know
What real love is? They deign
The crushes and winks, with a few of
Stolen kisses to be love. But do they know
That love wakes up every morning
Puts on a smile and forgives
Each snapping word and frown
Sure to be sent that day.
True love goes through hell and back,
Comes out scathed, bruised, battered, beaten
And would do it all again. Love lets go
If the other asks and realizes life is hell,
Yet goes on anyway. Love catches the crap
That’s thrown; willingly understanding and accepts.
Love looks at the person crying, gives them all
And stays, even after the ‘damn you’ is thrown.
Love is perfect and Broken. Beautiful and Beaten.
Love is there. And heaven and hell may war and kiss
But love will stay the same.
Love is all and more. When they understand
And accept, perhaps they can realize
The truth and stop recognizing the rock for the
Diamond.
Love © Elizabeth Wherry, 2012

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