Love is not about
the red roses,
the blue violets
or bringing one the moon
It is to be
the red in their roses
the blue in their violets
to become the dark sky
so that they can gleam on it like the moon

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It's really sad that this world has completely distorted the meaning of love. This word 'love' looks like a relative term now. We have limited it to relationships, roses and other sexual stuff.

Though, love is not to touch the body it's to touch the soul deeply. Love is so much more than we think.'it is everything except what it really is.' just like Shakespeare said.

Like dude, let me get a bit open. You are wasting the entire time crying over your crush who has no idea that you are alive. Like:

Love the woman who bore you for nine months, the one who made you what you are today, the one you left behind, the one who has no one to be with her when she is breathing her last on her death bed. She has no one there, except for the Angel of death, who is ready to take her soul.

Love the boy who you call a 'crybaby', just because there is this shitty stereotype that 'Boys don't cry'. Do you know why does he cry? Have you ever asked him that 'brother what is the reason behind your tears?' Instead you judge him, insult him. He cried because his teacher abused him for being gay.

Love the girl you call 'cheap and ugly'. She was beautiful in her own way. She has a blade in her hand, to harm her body because she hates it too. Today, she decided to deepen the wounds because she is fed up of herself.

Love the Muslim who you gunned down just because she is wearing a scarf around her head. Love the Christian you found as she walked towards the church, to pray to her god to cure her father's sickness, you loved the way she looked so you striped off her clothes to have a look. Love the Hindu you berate for his or her beliefs.

Love the teacher you bully every day. She has to feed her eight children and for that she has no choice but to teach you.

Love the person you hate because of the color of his skin. Love the person who is Pakistani or Indian or from any other race, religion or color.

Love the girl you call a 'slut'. Do you know your own brother raped her? Well, let me tell you God made us to teach fools that we are not succulent fruits on trees.

Love the man you laugh at because of the scars on his face. Do you know you were a baby when your house was on fire. He got those scars when  he tried to save you.

I am sorry to say this but if you have ever done these things, even for a second. You should be ashamed rather than call yourself a lover.

You should be ashamed that you love this world more than the person who showed it to you, you mom. You should be ashamed if you call a face ugly, a face created by God's own hands. You should be ashamed if you rape mothers,daughters, sisters or friends. You should be ashamed of yourself if you judge anyone by their religion or race or color.If you talk about  color then the only color that should matter to you, is the red color of blood rushing through your blood vessels.

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So this week, let's redefine love. You may write a poem or story. You can share your personal experiences (if you are brave enough :) ),your views and thoughts or anything else that addresses the prompt.

Tell us what does the word 'love' actually means to you. Be open, be brave but never be afraid about expressing yourself. Take of your masks and throw them away because those masks don't define you at all.

At the end the only thing I'd like to say is that I don't know if I have the writing ability to express myself on this topic. I don't know if I am good at it but you know I only want you to SHARE THIS MESSAGE AND SPREAD LOVE as much as you can. You can change someone's mind today, you might even save a life. PLEASE, PLEASE DO THIS FOR ME AND ATLAS!! I BEG YOU!!