Conjecture Of Love

I don't believe that
one can measure love -- 
subjective as it is selective

don't believe one can time
love -- schedule and depot
all its own

can't give it a firm reference number

one's so-called all-knowing, reliable 
Smart Phone

(only a naive fool would think that love 
is intelligent)

ether with you...or alone -- 

however, love is always compassionate
and sharing~ while forever remaining
a mystery as to its true method of divine 
pairing

(all will be said of love
or not said~ not debatable, 
its painful, confounding silence)

often usurped by evil -- falsely 
accused, love the protagonist
of, not only all healing, but

man's abundance of violence --
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Buhagiar Avatar
December 12, 2024 at 2:00 AM
My wife and I were so different from each other. Opposites attract. Yet we had a lot in common, as you do, too. Love is compassion and a give and take. Kindness must ever be present.
DiMino Avatar
December 15, 2024 at 8:13 AM
Thank you, my friend; if Love is in common...then there will be abundant measures of other necessary, caring harmony for a sound relationship. Love finds a way. Blessings my friend.
Empress Avatar
December 11, 2024 at 8:21 AM
Dear joe this made me think of love and what i think about love , and how i see it is as , love is a free emotion shared between hearts or souls or for higher celestial bodies, i think love in any form though shouldnt be forced and should come naturally, and that is really sincere love! The ending made me pause and think deep too! Your poems are always on such deep subjects which is impressive to the soul and eyes of readers. Sending you light always
DiMino Avatar
December 15, 2024 at 8:16 AM
If love is right...it will just feel unquestionably right. I have a philosophy, that if I must spend time convincing myself of something, back and forth internally debate...it is probably wrong. Love needs no affirmation but its presence.
George Avatar
December 10, 2024 at 8:32 PM
Love cannot be measured or timed. It can come anytime. it is subjective. No one can force another one into love. It happens automatically and instinctively. One thing is certain... lasting love is compassionate. It fosters sharing. It culminates in divine pairing. A beautiful poem on the definition and nature of love.
DiMino Avatar
December 15, 2024 at 8:18 AM
Thank you for a beautiful comment. Love defines itself. If we need define it...it is probably something else. Blessings my friend.
One Avatar
December 9, 2024 at 11:48 AM
For me love is just an emotions felt by those who have no control over their feelings at one set moment of time.. I see your poem in two parts... not just romantic love, but also the oxymoron of love and hate... You are right in your sentiments, i agree it cannot be measured, but then again hate cannot me measured either.. there is a fine balance even those who love to hate and hate to love... interesting thoughts my friend.
DiMino Avatar
December 9, 2024 at 4:21 PM
As you say, passion takes away the mind. Thank you, Si; lots of good points you make.
Cunningham Avatar
December 9, 2024 at 11:41 AM
True love will overcome anything but you'll always get those twisting it for their own agenda. Thought provoking verse Joe. Hope you're keeping well. Tom
DiMino Avatar
December 9, 2024 at 4:22 PM
Hi Tom; the devil knows how to twist -- all he does day and night, never sleeping I think.
Andresen Avatar
December 9, 2024 at 10:33 AM
- Violence is an exercise of power, which I do not associate with love, Joe - Violence is not only physical, violence can also be psychological ... - Sad and unacceptable - hugs
DiMino Avatar
December 9, 2024 at 11:19 AM
Absolutely! Love has nothing to do with hate and violence...but they are often confounded. Both often deep and passionate responses. Many a crime perpetrated falsely in the name of Love. The Devil hates love, is an opposing expert...therefore knows how to manipulate and confuse our feelings.
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace