Love Was Inocent

Love was Innocent At one time, love was innocent. At one time , love was pure. At one time, love was true. How I wish that time - came back, when two people fell in love at first sight. After that their love would grow. Love was innocent long ago Today, love is not what it used to be. The word ( Love ) now is used too freely. Love is not innocent no more. It has been taken advantage of. The word ( Love ) has been used and abused...
06/17/2014 By Lucilla M. Carrillo Note: Someone has to agree with me on this...
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Callus Avatar
July 2, 2014 at 4:11 AM
Hi Lucilla! I hope you are doing well after hospital. I agree with you...'love' has lost its true meaning and as you say it has been "used and abused". The same applies to life values. They get twisted round to suit individual needs. Take care. // paul
Gholami Avatar
June 24, 2014 at 4:01 PM
Beautiful writing. I am a newbie but would appreciate if you could read my latest poem "Broken" and "second thought" and let me know what you think. Your friend, Hani
Carrillo Avatar
June 24, 2014 at 4:36 PM
Thank you so much for reading this poem. I will read your poems later, right now I just got out of the hospital.
Devnath  Avatar
June 23, 2014 at 10:22 PM
Very nicely worded about love at the first sight and how advantage is taken with this in the latter stage of life. It's true that it's not applicable in respect to all people. Loved always, my lovely friend, bl
Sathasivam Avatar
June 22, 2014 at 4:03 AM
True. Well said. Enjoyed Tfs
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
June 21, 2014 at 5:05 PM
yes i agree to it.. for some reasons love have been mistakenly interpreted and misunderstood.. :( and am really sadbout this.. anyhow God bless you sweet Lucy.. just dropping by to hug you and wish you well. :D
Carrillo Avatar
June 21, 2014 at 5:44 PM
Thank you Olive, I just got out of the hospital last night.
Vaso Avatar
June 19, 2014 at 11:34 PM
I am afraid to agree, I want to say I love this!!!! But you wont believe me!!!!!! :)
Vaso Avatar
June 20, 2014 at 7:08 PM
I was just teasing, because you said that love was used and abused!!!! I really did love this poem!!!!
Carrillo Avatar
June 20, 2014 at 6:52 PM
Arthur; 'm glad you read this poem, but why are you afraid.? You strike as a man of no fear. Why would I not believe you?
Andresen Avatar
June 18, 2014 at 4:16 AM
- I agree 100% ... dear friend Lucilla!! - Wish you a nice day with sunshine :))) - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
Carrillo Avatar
June 18, 2014 at 5:33 AM
Thank you, I wish you the same.
Duggan Avatar
June 17, 2014 at 10:13 PM
I agree Lucilla, love is taken for granted these days, it's all about sex, the word love is such a beautiful word, when I fell in love I really and truly meant it but as you said to Peter we are from the old school, beautiful write take care my dear..............Vera,...............
Carrillo Avatar
June 18, 2014 at 5:35 AM
Thank Vera, I'm glad you liked my poem. Things hsv changed a lot.
Tacito Avatar
June 17, 2014 at 9:52 PM
You're so very right. But, I can say that it's not dead, nor is it non-existent. It's just sleeping, waiting to be valued for what it really is again. Great, great read!
Carrillo Avatar
June 17, 2014 at 10:01 PM
Thank you Drake. Love will indeed always exist.
Bordner Avatar
June 17, 2014 at 2:31 PM
Once more your wisdom serves poetry and the world well Lucilla. Maybe love is a strange weakness for me at times, but I truly believe love is never wrong, and when I feel love I acknowledge it without regret, regardless of how it's received and treated. I refuse to deny love expression. Maybe I'm reckless, or a simple fool, but at least I know what love is. Thanks for reminding me of this Lucilla. J.A.B.
Carrillo Avatar
June 17, 2014 at 3:10 PM
Thank you for reading. I too experienced love once. Love can be a beautiful sentiment , when two people share the same feeling. Blessings always.
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