Love is a many splendoured thing


Love is a many splendoured thing,

Or so the lyrics go,

Two lovers found time stood still,

and their hearts embraced to sing,

 

Love is a many splendoured thing,

Whoever thought this could be?

Through the misery of civilisation

And the desolation of humanity.

 

Love sprung through hardened hearts,

Blackened souls laid bare,

Healing open wounds and lasting sores,

Tearing bitterness’s veil apart.

 

A garment of hope now encloaks,

Those lovers two who stood true,

Standing in defiance with strength anew,

From bonds of love surpassing even the mighty oak.

 

(C) Johnathan Sia

This is probably my darkest poem to date…

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