Where Love Blooms


I am surprised love did not meet its doom

When we were so focused on who loved whom

The antiquity of binary thought

Love bound to gender and the hate it brought


I can only hope we see more clearly now

It not about the who, but about the how

This many splendored thing called love

Cannot be scribed by law or writ above


For in each and every heart that cares

There is great depth and room to spare

For love born in any form or fashion

Is no less true and no less passion


In the vastness that is humanity

Love is never a tragic calamity

And in two, when it finds its bloom

Who really cares who loved whom


21 Responses to “Where Love Blooms”
  1. I believe that, in the constitutional right of the pursuit of happiness, we all have the right to “love who we love” without prejudice or judgement. Loved this poem!

  2. Shreya Joshi says:

    This is so beautiful!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖

  3. Harley Reborn says:


  4. Jim Borden says:

    well said, Brad. Love should be all that matters…

  5. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Very well said my friend, love is a feeling that arises that knows not nor cares who is loved but simply loves. A great statement and a great work of art you’ve created. All the best and a lovely weekend to you!

  6. Your poetries have been a wonderful treat, Brad. Love indeed has no form, his her, who or whom, for me it just flows like space and time and we move around it shaping it the way we desire. And the last line is just wow. 🙌🙏

  7. Amazingly written.👏👏👏

  8. jupitergrant says:

    Marvellous. Love is love 😍

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