Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

Love Can't Be Granted

Love torches your heart
like a burning coal;
fueling feelings
that inflames the soul.

Bringing happiness,
to where there was none;
love eclipses time,
and outshines the sun.

Igniting tinder,
smoldering within;
love supplies the spark
as your dreams begin.

Setting imprisoned,
fledgling feelings free;
love instantly fills
hopeful hearts with glee.

Love can't be granted,
bought, or created;
and yet, it alone
leaves you elated.

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Sotto Poet June 9, 2023 at 2:48 PM A wonderful poem, very well crafted, Emile. Congratulations on your contest win my friend. Emile Pinet June 9, 2023 at 5:40 PM Thanks, Sotto; I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Line Gauthier March 13, 2018 at 3:07 PM "It can't be granted bought or created" Well said, Emile. Emile Pinet March 13, 2018 at 3:13 PM Thank you Line, I appreciate your continued support and friendship my friend, Emile.