A rare feeling clothed in spectacular lining of sensation,
beautiful to behold indeed, compared to no other,
clearly known for all its pure intention
yet sadly blessed with tragedy in all manner.
A feeling inherently too stiff for the world to obviously do without,
molded to effect & impact the one who enjoys the company of its confines,
gifted to give faith and hope to those living in a drought,
yet after all, sadness it defines.
Exists in the eyes of many yet some say it is painful to endure,
but love itself would claim to be an innocent soul for sure.
Like a sweet poison, pains & death come masked in its sweet aroma,
always makes one to live the life of a dilemma.
A feeling known to harbor thieves, for they steal other people's hearts,
extremely daring is the feeling, it challenges one's guts,
a feeling created to spread merriment, yet a companion of death,
a poison yet through it, mutual bonds a given strength.
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Author:
Raymond shawa (
Offline) - Published: September 9th, 2022 02:26
- Category: Love
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OK, this is intriguing and a bit scary! I like the complexity of your diction, the thrusting of your thoughts into phrases, jabbiing my brain to insert ideas and feelings. Looking forward to more from you young man.
It gladdens my heart to know that this piece is soothing to your soul, I appreciate very much for the encouragement,,,will be sure to deliver more💕🌹😌
Sweet poison indeed is love and your verse its preciousness with ease -- am putting this little gem into my list of favourites - thank you for sharing your take on love's changeable face Raymond.
Wow Thank you... delighted to have you put me in your favourite list much appreciation
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