What love was like …

every once in a while,
I try to remember
what love was like;
had I found it?
had it found me?

was it beautiful?
did it taste sweet?
was it melodious?
was it complete?
did it feel velvety,
or coarse like sand?
every once in a while,
I try to understand.

had I returned it,
to they who shared?
did it matter at all,
to they who cared?
was it like the rose,
fragrant and bright?
did it soothe worry,
or increase plight?

had it changed me,
that feeling so grand?
every once in a while,
I try to understand.


Shared with Write Tribe (Prompt: 100 Words, Every Once In A While), OctPoWriMo 2013 and d’Verse Open Link Night.


(Oct 9th, 2013)

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

  

32 thoughts on “What love was like …

  1. i dont know that we will ever fully understand love but i think the contemplation on how we give love and return love is a great thing…because i think we oft can confuse love for other things….

    • I don’t think we’ll fully understand, Brian. but we do try to understand some times 😀 It’s that contemplation that I feel is part of understanding. Thanks for the thoughts 🙂

  2. Nice use of rhyme. Sometimes rhyme gets a little awkward or sing-song but this flowed really well. I caught the rhyme in the stanzas with the repeated phrase “I try to understand” and had to look back through to see the rhymes throughout…for me, that’s a sign of a good job that I didn’t immediately notice the rhymes when I read it.

    That said I like the question format…I find love confusing so this worked well for me. 🙂

    • Thanks, Anna! 🙂 Glad you felt that the flow and rhyme was done well, and it didn’t hinder the read. Love is confusing for me too. But it’s good to find it.

  3. Love is always a mystery & always beautiful when one experiences it. Perhaps sometimes it is better to just enjoy and not strive to understand. Smiles.

    • Thanks, Mary. Yes, love is a little mysterious for sure 🙂 I don’t try to understand it every day. But some days, it’s just a pondering, passing attempt 😉

  4. love as we know it through the different media and through its infinite sources is so cliched an idea.. so when it happens in its different ways with different relationships, one tends to wonder whether it was love at all or replace it with some other emotion.. may be in hindsight, with age and experience.. we may nod sitting in a rocking chair oh ya! yes, or no.. now, as Bhavs says, answer all the questions… 😉 definitely changes u … agree on that .. tactfully put ya!

  5. Hi Leo! Your poetic expressions are so alive, related to the reality. Love has got millions of tastes which we cannot actually define but we can wonder what love was like or is like, what have done for it.. Loved reading..

    Find time to visit my blog and leave a review please. 🙂

  6. Love is something we all need. Once we receive, we get addicted to it… for the same affection,care and values we crave when find depriving …All in this process we get hurt again and again and that’s what make us ponder over time to time. Love others without expectation, the love you’ll receive without it will be true and endearing.

    Beautiful poetry as always 🙂

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