Love · Non-Fiction · Ode

Ode To Love that Defies All Odds

Love is not a fleeting spark,
But hope that kindles in the dark,
A flame that dances in the rain,
Through every loss, through every gain.

O love, that rises from the depths,
When all the world has turned away,
You stand, unwavering and bright,
A flame that night cannot betray.

When storms rage fierce and shadows grow,
And doubts creep in like creeping vines,
You hold your ground, defying fate,
Unbroken by the world’s designs.

What walls are built, what chains are thrown,
You shatter all with quiet grace,
A force no time nor trial can bind,
An endless strength, a boundless space.

O love that fights, O love that dares,
That climbs each mountain, breaks each chain—
In you we see the truth unveiled,
That nothing real can end in pain.

So let them speak, let doubts arise,
For love like ours knows not defeat.
It soars above, against the wind,
In every heart, a steady beat.

For love that conquers all the odds,
Is love that lives beyond the stars,
Unseen, untamed, yet always near—
A power greater than what’s far.

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