The virtue of love, I did learn from you,
But with that intoxication came pain
Why do I have to suffer, in agony again?
In happiness all the pain I did accept.
For you, is this where love & hate intersect?
Ripped from its shell, it is you my soul follows,
Why was it you, who sent it to the gallows.
11 comments:
super! :) loved that last two lines so much Priya! :)
ur an ace! well done!
ohh that ripped thru emotions indeed..gallows!
thank you so much leo :)
this gives rise to a sad thought.behind every good poem,there lies a bad memory.sort of cruel that its the inspiration for some form of art.even the best thathuvam songs in tamizh are all sad.when u need love they give u hate to make you realize what love is.if they actually give u love you wont realize.free
4 hary...
:)... thanks for the read :)
4 soin...
no... I gave only love, they did not realise its value... the crooked part is, I was the one who got screwed....
good 1 again.. i liked the 4th and 5th lines more than the last 2 lines.. i always liked times or thoughts of mixed emotions..
Nice post priya..loved it lot.. :)
4 vish..
aaah! uncertainity... :) it kills!!!!!!
4 snow..
thank you.. :)
that's life Priya, we experience lots of pain in loving too much, but good lessons are learned all along the way, but whatever pain it gave, learn to move on for i am sure someone better if not best is in store for you...:)
have a nice day...:)
4 amity..
thank you :)
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