Why Is Poetry So Much About Heartbreak?

• We all go on and on about how we loved someone so much,
  
• And yet, they left. And how it hurt so much.
• How we thought we met our soulmates 
• But, "It wasn't the right time for us."
• Why do we get so lost in the love that we couldn't get
• That we stop acknowledging the love that we do.
• Why do we set ourselves on fire to give out warmth
• To something which will forever remain cold.
• Why don't we take a minute to appreciate everything else?

• Why don't we write poems on nature?
• No love compares to the one that Nature has.
• It just gives and gives without any demands.
• Knows no judgement or even how to complaint.
• Looks and nourishes alike to the wise and to the sinners.
• It exploits itself to keep us safe and sound.
• Doesn't stop loving us even when all we do is demand.
• And even then all we do, is demolish and reprimand.
• We have the truest form of love all around us.
• And yet all we seem to run after is what wasn't meant for us.

• Why don't we write poems about water?
• How it changes its entire being to our likings.
• How it adjusts to every environment we put it in for our convenience.
• How easily it vanishes into thin air when we don't want it.
• And how it freezes itself to relieve our pain.
• How it falls from such great heights to see smile on our face.
• How it is majority of what we actually are.
• And somehow it is still not more important,
• Than the guy who never really understood you.
• And more significantly, it doesn't even want to be.

• Why don't we write poems on our shoes? 
  
• How they lose a part of themselves just so we could go on.
• How they face the hard and hot so our feet would remain at comfort.
• How they protect us from all the sharp stones on our ways.
• How regardless of the circumstance, they are always there by our side
• How they never ask any question and just blindly support.
• When they get worn and torn of catering to our needs,
• We throw them away. But they don't complain.
• Because all they care about, is us being warm and safe.
• And somehow they don't deserve appreciation,
• But someone who hasn't seen every dark phase with you does.

• Love, is not about having.
  
• Love is about being.
• We don't need love from a particular place.
• We already have it from everywhere else.
• The kind of love we don't appreciate.
• Is the kind of love we really need.
• If you can't love the Universe for the way it loves you.
• Then don't bother loving at all.

~You don't need someone to say "I love you" to know that you are being loved.