To know love is lost, like the end of dawn,
We dwindle, deprived of its existence.
It is only when love is lost and torn,
That we start to understand loves presence.
With fear I watch as love becomes hidden,
Like beauty masked by a shadows cast.
Ray of sunlight-hope makes love forbidden,
Locked strongly forever in peoples hearts.
To be unlocked with one simple plea,
The power, it is love from deep within,
Just waiting for a release to be free,
To catch someone by luring their heart in.
The plea, only ever caught rarely,
The love that is given one chance sparely.
Todays poetry contest submission was written by Elliot Brown.
Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2014?