Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Poetry: Love

I went to Paris to find love
but went back home empty handed.
I looked back for Superman
but he couldn’t save me from sadness.

I searched for Cupid just to learn
he ran out of arrows.
Then I bumped into someone I never expected…
He took away my sorrows.

He made me realize
that you don’t have to go to a special place
nor find an extraordinary person to be in love.
You don’t have to chase for it,
nor wait for someone to come.

Because love lies in the person that matches your heart,
It comes in its own time and place,
There is always this someone called “soul mate”
Just let Love do it in its own mysterious way.

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