What is love?

Is it a wall

Or a pit

Or a poked wound

That grows between lovers?

I’ve been reading too much poetry

Perhaps it’s much simpler

Then I think and I can’t see

Maybe there’s some feelings

Between lovers that I can’t feel

Maybe there’s a meaning

For lovers feel ill

Love is an Illness

It makes us go crazy

It makes us fear loneliness

It makes go dizzy.

This poem is a result of a academic work from the English Literature class, so the beginning "Is it a wall Or a pit Or a poked wound That grows between
lovers? I’ve been reading
too much poetry Perhaps it’s much
simpler" belongs to "WATER AND CHEMICALS" by DOROTHY PORTER. We had to write a poem using the first part of Dorothy Porter's poem.

Image Credit: https://philemonuleidolon.files.wordpress.com/2012/06/what_is_love-t2.jpg

Sou

Sou peça desencaixada

Vento que sopra sem rumo

Chuva que cai gelada

Casa sem seu muro

Jardim sem flores

Estátua em abandono

(...)

Letra apagada no papel

Uma sombra perdida

Á noite sou lua nova

Uma carta vazia

Uma estrada sem guia

Um livro inacabado

Noite esperando o dia

Sou um ser apaixonado

Esperando pelo dia que será amado.

Telma Cabral

 

Nota: Decidi não colocar texto na íntegra, pois há quem copie os textos e use-os como se fossem da sua autoria.

Note: I have decided not to publish the entire text due to plagiarism issues...