Symptoms of Love by Robert Graves

I found this poem depressing, but very interesting!



Symptoms of Love


Love is universal migraine,
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.

Symptoms of true love
Are leanness, jealousy,
Laggard dawns; (Laggard= Lazy)

Are omens and nightmares -
Listening for a knock,
Waiting for a sign:

For a touch of her fingers
In a darkened room,
For a searching look.

Take courage, lover!
Could you endure such pain
At any hand but hers?


Good question!
I was once told, "Love is almost like suicide, and you have to be crazy to be in it". But it's something that's as essential to human life - as air is to the human body. If she/ he wasn't your wife (or husband) would you "endure such pain" from anyone else?? Ahhh! Poetry!