What is Love?

He who gave us a gift,

precious than the chocolate you just receive.
Yet none of you is willing to accept.
What is love?
Just ungrateful, aren’t we?
To us, we probably see love
Your prince isn’t coming to rescue you.
as a pure fantasy.
How long do I keep on reminding you?
happy ending, getting married,
prince saves the day, everything is perfect!
In reality,
Love is all lust and trust are always stolen.
Like a sweet princess who lays upon a bed
Only his love is pure, bright and golden.
All who sees her, think she is dead.
The Prince wants to save her with his kiss.
Reality is always the dark side of fantasy.
Hoping that true love will bring them bliss.
Belle married a beast,
Jasmine married a thief,
Trapped in a fantasy,
Cinderella fell in love in a one-night stand.
Can’t seemed to take that
Arial left her family just to be with him.
She’s living in reality.
I’m tired of all these people
and their misconceptions.
She who is nameless,
It’s time to wake up from all of these
You probably knew her.
delusions.
Look in the mirror
you’ll see what I mean.
No love can compare to his,
Not even a prince.
Everyone... Yes!
Every single one of you are blind
For the Father’s love is pure,
not to see what love truly is.
much purer than the snow.
Accept him in our hearts
He who died, got crucified,
it’s then that we will know.
Shed his blood, and paid the price!
Can’t you see the sacrifice?
No love can ever replace
the love we feel inside
Love is not
for a father who loved us all so much
for the weak-hearted who fall
that upon a cross he died.
at the slightest gust of charm.

No, it is not a fairy-tale

containing nothing but words
of white horses
and happy endings

Sometimes, love wears thorns

and cleverly hides itself
behind the gesture of a rose
or worse yet,
a man with no flowers at all.

A man who literally wore crown of thorns,

suffered in pain. yet none had mourned.