He sat and he read
and he thought and he wrote.
And wondered if maybe
his words came too close
So he sat and he stewed
Then he messaged a friend
But they didn't respond
So he thought in the end
I know these words matter
I said I'd be there
To show as a friend
that I really do care
And not just to her
but to all within
Perhaps in this poem
Is a place to begin
I hope in these words
there is something to find
The structure's not great
So when reading be kind
Many Faces of Love
Love screams in silence
Love is denied
Helpless to help
while another one cries
Love is despair
falling over her face
As another steps in
and is taking her place
Love is the guilt
in the little ones eyes
As she floats safe above
the torments and lies
Love echoes in silence
hiding the woes
Protecting her heart
Denying her foes
Then love reaches in
through barbed wire spines
To little ones trapped
behind enemy lines
Love as a burden
on her conscience weighs
Love is a debt
one can never repay
Love is the pain
in the pit of her soul
A helpless empty
you cannot console
When love holds secrets
so deeply inside
though shelter of safety
it tends to divide
Love is community
nurtured in care
Problems get smaller
when problems are shared
Love is a friend
who sits as we shout
Allowing a the chance
to let a bit out
Love sits in patience
and watches you learn
Love offers itself
and seeks no return
Love hides in secrets
the dark purple kind
As you see in this poem
it's easy to find
There now before you
a short little list
That without love
could not exist