PAIN AND LOVE
PAIN AND LOVE.
Pain and Love
There is no breach between pain and love,
The two terms are so contrary but complimentary in a way,
They are brothers who walk together day by day,
The itches and pinches of pain are not out of vain, they are a function of love,
Love is always primary but the secondary stage is packed with pain,
Love rises with a red and shiny rose accompanied by tours in beaches,
Dreams here are always in realization of wishes in two twined hearts,
Souls share dishes and prayers that are dimmed to confuse the witches,
Calls and messages at this stage are so sweet and posting one another in public pages,
For love,
It's the summer with ripe emotions in two souls,
With souls clinged in the tasty feeling of owning one another,
Here each heart is kindled with merry which flows like lively streams,
With so fiery strength that wheels with lots of energy,
Souls that are shiny and lively like the green hinterland of rivers,
And then there flashes winters,
Winters which are the most cold in the cycle of life,
They frozen hearts as it happens to varst waters,
And so feelings folds so fast bringing loss of emotions,
Souls repel one another as like poles,
And there shines the face of pain,
Its kindles are as dark as coal, and here roses are blown to dry,
An heart that bled love is therefore agitated and swells with dirty blood,
It bursts with fierce pain,
The pain then opens doors to evil and thoughts of avenging,
As personalities are held in disbelief to watch loved ones quit,
Cursing their conscience and feeling guilty of loving,
Their conscience lives seeking to know why,
And that's how love and pain breeds one another✍
©wAN.
Pain and love breeds one another....