love; Unfiltered.

Sometimes the things put in front of us aren't always what they seem. We go through everything for a reason and life ins't always fun. However there is a lesson in every experience we as human beings endure. The hardest one to learn is how to love. Love is the most complicated emotion. It fools you, hurts you, heals you, drags you down, lifts you up . And more than that there is no right or wrong way to love. Every person feels, expresses, and recieves love differently. We as humans spend our lives trying to conform. Mold ourselves into who we are supposed to be. Love doesn't conform. Love is transformitivie. Sometimes its the wrong kind of love, but if it's between the right kind of people in time it transforms. Even the ugliest tree can become beautiful in time. Life flows with time like water to the ocean. So it is with love. Transforming, from one stage to the next. Morphoing it's appearance in so much as a blink of an eye. Ugly one day and breath taking the next. Of course,  in moments it's volatile or humble. Love is an emotion with its own mind. Likewise it is keeper of it's own thoughts . I have spent the better portion of my currently short existence trying to figure out such a living emotion. The vast and ever expanding vessel in which Love, lives and breathes is a complication to puzzling for the human mind. God's greatest masterpiece. Devine arangement on a interweaving, shapeshifting, colage of colors and degrees. Not one possible hue can own it entirely. Inquisitive, invasive, yet ever self assuring, Love is it's own force. Keeping no regard for mental capacity. Leaving no compository limits attainable to any human. Foraging through the numerous foggy, fragile hearts. Claiming each unique one differently in its fiery throws of icy passion. Unstoppable to even the most bitter of souls. Love penatrates ever soul, wanted or unwanted. The way it sees fit. Different for each. Undiffinable as the ever changing wind. It is like the ever mythical mermaid seen only by a few. Captive at it's own whim and by no one else. 

Words by montana
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Written on 2016-06-07 at 02:53

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
I enjoyed all the descriptive words, metaphors, and images created through your writing. A big challenge to take on and a find job in achieving your goal. :) kathy

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
love is the most complicated emotion, and the simplest, certainly the least easy to define, but you've done well. there are lines here they resonate, personally, and others that seem just right, even if not personally. this is good.