I find "Love" to be a very fascinating concept even with all of its complexities, and I'm sure humanity has found it so, since the beginning of time.
In Genesis 2:23;
"And Adam said, This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man".
While this statement might be divinely inspired, Adam's eloquence was also born out of his great love for his woman, a poetic expression from the depth of passion, a language most fitting for the warmth of companionship.
When I was in secondary school, I picked up a book on "Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare, this would perhaps be a turning point for me for it stirred in my heart the hunger to express love, in grand eloquence. Regarded as one of the greatest love classics of all time, I devoured it with a love that knew no bounds. I understood the story as an embodiment of Love in its purest form!
Poetry gives us the language, the good utterance, to express these special feelings in sundry ways, therefore its role in love cannot be overemphasized. Love is poetry, poetry is Love, the only language that has been able to adequately capture the inexpressible and wild feelings contained in it, the emotions, the passion, the break, the loss, the pain and .... the heal.
There are so many definitions of love poetry but I would say that it is the awesome art of weaving words, over and under one another, to express all the hues and grays of the human emotion.
Poetry is the language of love, its lifeline, its most eloquent vessel!
Poetic language can manifest in different forms and how so much I love the literary devices used to portray and accentuate all the feelings of love, be it romantic love, unrequited love, self love, divine love, filial love, the pain of loss, the consequent healing. All of these are the spectrum of love!
I love the metaphors, the similes, etc... that make the most of this overpowering emotion and how they elevate it to something beyond the extraordinary.
This poem says it all; I would rather gift you with words, timeless, eternal than roses, which is ephemeral in nature.
Words Than Roses
I could bring you red roses
Wrapped in fragrances sweet
With petals ever soft
When I stare on the grass
Withered, wilted, faded
Gone with the winds
Where they once lay
Words than roses
I would bring to you
Inked in eternity
A touch of an earthquake
I give you instead Love
In never ending words
Carved in metaphors
Verses sealed till infinity
Come close and listen
Husky whispers
Of words than roses
From lips that would love you
Till forever
The poem is mine!!!!
This is my response to #februaryinleo prompt day 10; The prompt is "Love In Poetry"!
