It is true that love is a spontaneous emotion that should not be artificial or forced.
One of the best ways to express an idea is to write a beautiful poem. As we know, a poem is a spontaneous overflow of strong emotions, in which thoughts flow freely like a river. This is perfect for love.
I am at your feet
I come bearing gifts
My body, heart and soul
They are at your disposal
Command and control
I give myself wholeheartedly
I have always been yours
Your slave, your queen, your anything
Say only that you are mine
In a love poem, the author can use his imagination and creative skills to express the exact meaning of his thoughts and to provide a true picture of his view of love.
Likewise, a love poem can be easily identified by the language itself. The poet usually describes his beloved as a goddess or an angel. Moreover, a love poem is written by someone who is immersed in love and imagines that his world revolves only around that "special someone. To quote the lover, "To the world, you may be a person, but to a person, you may be the world."
Love has the power to turn an ordinary man into a true poet, thus encouraging him to write delightful love poems. Often, the language of love poetry is merely pleasing and sometimes exaggerated.
Sometimes, if the poet is suffering from a lost or unfulfilled love, many negative thoughts tend to creep into the love poems. These poems reflect his broken dreams, pain and frustration.
Love is an eternal feeling - so although love is always the central theme, hopefully the love poems will reflect the changing times.
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