Love, the eternal underprized God-word
has become today
mostly outmoded.
Alteration stains its disguised state, for
love, absurdly changed to shadows,
is merely pretence
and smells corroded.
Masquerading as depth with no worth
love lies weakened and is nothing
special, seen by some
as almost inept.
Left un-nurtured, this gift called love
withers when carnal lust invades
and fades its force to
rating mere second.
Desecration of words begets usurpers,
and non-use deteriorates power
when love is viewed
as fervor demeaned.
Once confessed love needs constancy,
otherwise as with any mistook
God-word, compromised
love becomes surreal.
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 11:50 AM UTC
Love, the eternal underprized God-word
has become today
mostly outmoded.
Alteration stains its disguised state, for
love, absurdly changed to shadows,
is merely pretence
and smells corroded.
Masquerading as depth with no worth
love lies weakened and is nothing
special, seen by some
as almost inept.
Left un-nurtured, this gift called love
withers when carnal lust invades
and fades its force to
rating mere second.
Desecration of words begets usurpers,
and non-use deteriorates power
when love is viewed
as fervor demeaned.
Once confessed love needs constancy,
otherwise as with any mistook
God-word, compromised
love becomes surreal.
eternal
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