Poetry

(after William Shakespeare)

Love has got no kind of impediments,
it does stay true,
its direction does not wander about,
its simple bright hue
like a star sets an unfaltering mark,
it does shine through
the darkest bitter kind of circumstance
goes far deeper than only some romance.

True love is present in every glance,
some soft lips, cheeks
do entrance, but its totally timeless,
it does not seek
something better for itself, it’s selfless,
at times it’s meek,
yet wild, unfathomable in essence,
it draws two people to its own presence.

[Reference: “Sonnet 116: Let Me Not to the Marriage of True Minds” by William Shakespeare.]