A gogyohka
Love fills us
That fullest & truest force of love
Which is most pure & ever-present
All-consuming in burning intensity
With pain until we are gone forever
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of a son
I just lost a dear cousin (Shloshim was two days ago), and that brought back all the pain and emptiness of the loss of my father, Oleve v’Shalom, as if it too happened yesterday.
💔 Dolly 💔
The opposite is always present. (K)
so in this case… the oppose of love is pain? or is it death, perhaps?
Perhaps it’s different for each person. I’m thinking how hard it is even to define love.
Beautiful.. And true🌹❤️
🙂 Actually – this particular poem sort of makes me think of you and your style of poetry, Diana 🙂
Awww🤗🤗🤗
This poet fell my heart ❤ and without pain nothing is so much beautiful
Thanks, Diyasha!
❤
David
Thought is life and strength and breath and the want of thought is death… I love your poem as it points to the love that lingers in memory and preserves the life of those not present with us in this plane…
Muri, I feel like you’re giving me too much credit – I hadn’t even been thinking at such a depth! But I love your thought about how preserving the lives of those not present…
❤
David
the bitter sweet of love… beautiful David💖
🤎 Cindy 🤎
though silence resonates
a humming
tune for those
attune
true, love fills me
ordinary life breaks
allow the music again
It’s hard to hear
Above the din
Within
Inspiring poem 👌🌷🙏 Have a lovely Day 👍🏻😊
💘 Thanks, Thattamma 💘
🌷🙏🌷
Beautiful truth
💞 Sangeetha 💞
Powerfully true, dear David. ❤️❤️ Pain and pleasure go together. Lovely poem, my friend.
💝 Jeff, thank you 💝
You’re most welcome, David. 💕