Sunday 20 July 2014

LOVE; THE SONNET



In the midst of the tempests, my heart yearns for you
Like a warrior yearns for the blood of his foes
My heart beats for you
Like a king who gives up his throne
In pursuit of an imaginary maiden
Thousands of miles away in an unknown land
The power of love;
Like a web with no exists
Love blinds us from seeing the widest openings
And binds us together in a never-ending dream
Proposes a toast to which we can never refuse
And drowns us in the oceans of unlimited joy and bliss
Love lives on as a blessing to humankind

But love mishandled is the most fierce curse there ever will be!!

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