Oft’ I wonder
Long into the night
About this enigma
This mystery called Love
What is it?
Who has it and who has it not?
How does it happen? Can it be predicted?
Do we control it or does it control us?
Which organ is to be held responsible?
Is it worth it? Is it frivolous?
Is it necessary?
Is it real?
Is it indoctrinated?
Oft’ I wonder
Long into the night
When darkness abounds
Is it a pastime of fools?
Love Is An Enigma
Frank Solanki 
‘Love’ . . . A lovely complication !
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Indeed ❤️😇
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This simple poem covers a lot of complicated issues. The woman I have been seeing wants to call it quits after 18 months. She confesses that she had never been in love before. It was a new experience. There are now many stress inducing factors in her life. As a result I am being dumped so she can get her life together.
If love is sharing and caring why is the feeling abandoned when times get tough. Is love the obsession of poets or do fools pursue the notion until reality bites them on the butt?
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Oh man! Take care, my friend! Love loves to play games with us
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when i was much younger i confused lust with love.
and now that i am much older not sure what love is other then a fleeting emotion.
your poem makes me want to ponder it more.
Happy New Year
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Happy New Year to you
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Oh, my! When you figure it out, let me know, Frank! 😉
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So true Frank what is love but just a powerful emotion where fools rush in
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Great post.
Happy Holidays! ❤️
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Happy Holidays to you too! 💫🎉
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A perfect poem! The ending is so on point 🤩
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Thank you, Keerthi!
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Love is like the wind: we don’t really know where it comes from or where it is going. We do, however, recognize when it’s gone.
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Leaves you gasping for breath!?
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Very nice
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Thank you
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Love is science but then love can also be what a person wants it to me but for me it’s Illusive.
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Illusive is still better then elusive 😁
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I’ve had both lol
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😁😂
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It certainly is (an enigma). And a very elusive one sometimes. Happy holidays, if you celebrate this particular one, Frank.
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‘Love is a giddy thing’ as Shakespeare said. We could spend a lifetime trying to understand it and they’d still more to learn. Enjoyable poem and food for thought. Frank.
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Thank you, Ezekiel. Happy Holidays to you and your family!!! 🎉🎉
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You too, Frank. All the best!
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S proper enigma. And it is the last one of folks only. I love how you explored this with your poem, Frank. 🙏
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Thank you, Nigel. Happy Holidays to you and your family 🎉🎉🌟💗
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Thank you and same to you Frank🎉🎉
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