And What If There is No Love

A cycle of poems «And What If There is No Love?»

Sunrise paints the sky in hues of gold and grey
Another day begins, another chance to play
The game of life, the search for something true
A beating heart, a soul that yearns for you

But what if there is no love? No hand to hold so tight
No gentle kiss to chase away the lonely night
What if the stars are cold, the moon a silent tear
Is there a meaning then, or only endless fear?

We build our castles high, on foundations of desire
Imagining a future, set aflame with fire
Of passion, trust, a bond that can't be broken
But what if all these dreams are simply smoke and token?

But what if there is no love? No hand to hold so tight
No gentle kiss to chase away the lonely night
What if the stars are cold, the moon a silent tear
Is there a meaning then, or only endless fear?

Perhaps the journey's worth, the struggle and the pain
The strength we find within, when hope begins to wane
Maybe love's a whisper, a gentle breeze that blows
A comfort in the silence, a seed that softly grows

But what if there is no love? No hand to hold so tight
No gentle kiss to chase away the lonely night
What if the stars are cold, the moon a silent tear
Is there a meaning then, or only endless fear?

We search for answers, in the depths of our own soul
And find that life's a canvas, a story to unfold
With or without a love, we rise and we endure
The human spirit's fire, forever pure and sure.
There's beauty in the struggle, a strength that we can claim
And even in the silence, we whisper out your name.
Even if there's no love, we'll find a way to bloom
In the vast expanse of life, within this silent room.