Why love?

Why love? I asked one cloudy day
they stared at me like I was insane.
Except for an old wise man,
who kept his calm for the question about to be named?

I was caught off guard
with the question he asked,
“Are you lonely son?”
I had nothing to say….

The truth of the matter,
Lonely and miserable I was
how could he have known?
The secret I have

He smiled like he read my mind
you see son, love is a peculiar thing
one day love will fill the empty spot
and you too will forget.

The question had come
with a beautiful rising sun
till the next lonely miserable person
Decides to question love

by dstalk
posted on 11/03/2009