The infant is laid upon the side of the mother
For the first time, been cradled for the first time, in the world
The LOVE of a mother to a child, is selfless and full of sacrifices.
The little child knows the father and the mother
Momma and Dadda are the very first few words been uttered
Will know the LOVE of the parents will never wither through time.
At 15, there will be the first crush, the first infactuation
The first heart ache, the first time for everything
Will know for the first time that LOVE hurts.
Growing up fast, and falling in love faster
There will be crash courses on life's expeditions
Will know the many faces of LOVE, and its many paths.
Even when maturity comes at later age
Doubt if the mind and heart grows any wiser
For there are many mysteries about LOVE not discovered yet.
As time goes, and age is catching up faster than the heart beat
The faith is growing weary, and fate is disappearing at the horizon
LOVE has come and LOVE has gone.
Then one day, there is no more tomorrow
No more chance to learn about the most beautiful, and most ugly thing called LOVE
What is it, LOVE?
How is it when we are born to accept LOVE?
Then as we progressed, we learn to analyse LOVE
At the end, we are still plagued by LOVE
So what is it, LOVE?
What is it about LOVE?
2 comments:
The LOVE of a mother to a child is unconditioned. All others are conditioned and changing by time..
love is something that u will unconditionally do it for that very special person irregardless of what the situation or circumstances that may be.
when love is gone, u will do things rationally.
that is love.
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