‘GOD’ [what is love?]

What is love?

[I think…]

Love is ambiguity in despair

Love is what you do without putting much thought into it

There’s more to it if you’d admit. 

Love isn’t what you do cos you have to,

Love is what you do cos you feel so. 

Love is looking beyond the scope of who or if he’s Jew 

Cos the intent is true 

Not to subdue, - love is the clue 

Love is the grease that still hugs the walls of your lamp when the oil is done…

[An iota of hope in the light of none] - The light that stunned the dusk of man before the world began…

I stand corrected if you don’t agree religion thrives where poverty dwells 

[In the wells of the world’s brokenness] 

where the loneliness of hate echoes from greed, gluttony, and envy, haunting love until she dissipates into nothingness

Nothing less than a free verse of deceit that sits in our mind, reeking of sinister and eerie. 

We Fillet the book that promises love - cos, the structure is seemingly bony - It leaves a margin to question the thin line between good and evil

Christianity they say is a family, Islam and the rest couldn’t be far from it

So, don’t matter where you belong, wherever the love is strong, that’s where you honk your horn

I’m sure the spines of the Surahs and Torahs are hinged by love and it’s by the power of deliberate intent that our chakras conjunct… 

Love is tendering respect ‘n turning up for man when they hardly expect 

So, I’m not begging you to love me, I’m just asking you to let go of the spite that makes you struggle cos I love you…

‘Love is when you look at me and see you’

Love isn’t just the fiery rush we gulp down our bellies when we see them, love is the will behind what we feel when we’re with them

So love is what you choose to do with how you feel regardless of how you deal with the things that you will to do 

Love is a force, that begets joy and peace with the memories taking you with it

Love is what defines the grief we share when a brother dies 

[That feeling] that makes you believe they hear you when you cry

Love is the only thing we leave with our souls behind 

When I die, my love will live as ashes left to bask in the soul of an hourglass timelessly,

My remains would be the words I meant when I said [I love you endlessly]

Love is what makes you stay when they choose to leave 

It’s the pain we feel from the betrayal of trust 

Love is the hue that mediates when colors contrast 

[It’s that which creates our desires with the tools of our hands as the gods that we are with vibrational energies aligning.] 

Love is me, you - [love is us] 

Love is caring beyond the fact that you can

Love is all we have as man and one 

It is what it is and that’s all it will ever be…

So Honey, [Wake up and smell the coffee.]