I may be able to speak the languages of human beings and even of angels,
but if I have no love, my speech is no more than a noisy gong or a clanging bell.
I may have the gift of inspired preaching,
I may have all knowledge and understand all secrets,
I may have all the faith needed to move mountains,
but if I have no love, I have nothing.
Love is patient and kind;
it is not jealous or conceited or proud;
love is not ill-mannered, selfish or irritable;
love does not keep a record of wrongs;
love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth.
Love never gives up.
Love is eternal.
There are inspired messages, but they are temporary;
there are gifts of speaking in strange tongues, but they will cease;
there is knowledge, but it will pass.
For our gifts of knowledge and of inspired messages are only partial,
but when what is perfect comes, then what is partial, disappears.
Meanwhile, these three remain -
Love, Faith and Hope.
And the greatest of these is Love.
This blog is basically a chronicle of my life, and my emotions, since the time I first left home, in search of the oblivion, in quest of my ultimate goal. This blog has a lot of my memories that still manages to churn out a plethora of emotions within me, every time I wade through the cobwebs of my memory. While I was just a little teenager when I started with it, today I am in the transition phase of being a man of my own stature. And the journey still continues.
10/05/2010 at 22:40 Permalink
This is the same picture that I have on one of my post which I think is titled love, also…http://www.imaginationistimeless.com/2010/02/love.html, this is totally funny.
And equally funny is the fact that your poem reflects what I have written in words in the above linked post. Incredible.
I dunno if you remember the you 5 years back, when we had started dating. You used to say, that you don’t really know what love is… and you don’t care what it is called.. you just loved being in love. Such a drastic change to you in the present who believes in this four letter word.
As a matter of fact, you have made me re believe in love, and in hope that harbors love.
Lovely poem. You seem to be catching the bug from me.. ;P
11/05/2010 at 12:39 Permalink
Shayon,
Read 3 posts now. Well, the house got cleaned that night. And mattress too had a nice wash. There are people who accuse you of not being considerate inspite of you forgiving them number of times. True, if LOVE is not there, then one has nothing.
Take care
11/05/2010 at 15:07 Permalink
1 Corinthians 13 is one of my favorite verses.. may sound slightly biased here but I like the hindi version of the text more..
definitely the best lines, capturing the true heart and meaning of Love.
11/05/2010 at 15:26 Permalink
love is a hypothetical term …
11/05/2010 at 17:15 Permalink
@Sakshi
Yes, now I do understand how much of strength love can give, how much of hope this one feeling can garner. And well, as Grace said, it’s not a poem, rather a verses from a Catholic testament.
@Uncle J
It’s always a pleasure to know that you take pains to catch up with all of my pending posts.
@Grace
Yes, I loved these verses too. but, what do you mean by the ‘hindi version’? Where can I get it?
You land up in my blog after a long time
@Raj
Erm… the term might be hypothetical, but I doubt if the feeling is.
12/05/2010 at 00:46 Permalink
Hehe.. read this @ fb, so had to comment
btw its not Catholic testament but rather Bible (New Testament)
and re’ the Hindi version; you need to look it up in a Hindi Bible cos I couldn’t find it online..
will msg it to u on fb tomorrow.