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When We are in Love
The Varieties of love
Once last 27th of October 2016, I happen to ponder about the different realities of love. Cliche as it may sound, but some are in different guises and to those lucky enough are manifested in their partner’s sacrifices, selflessness. While on the other hand, there are those who either begs for it or even made use of that painted understanding of affection just to often exalt on what they wanted. Does these still falls within the definition?
Stars scintillating its scoundrel night
Sayeth though was born to cast thy luster,
It could have chosen to sit with the Sun’s imperial light
But it could not shine if they would be out together.
Such that the lowly grass whispers to the carefree wind,
Slaughter thine tree to send him to her bossom,
While thine noble tree struggles to live not in whine,
Only to feed his queen’s filthy ransom
Tis was a secret mother nature hold
For it is wonderful, great and fleeting
Tis what her children wish to abode
The luck they called love is their living
Tis what made the lofty stars enduring,
Hath made lowly grass greedy and the birds wailing.
But tis the same luck that made her stars shining
And yet the same ruin that whallop the tree for not seeing…
Farther the sky kissed the land he called wife,
Love aint a mistake, aint love not a breathe of life?
Love could have made them weak and love had made them strong,
But tis the only thing that made both felt where they belong.
