Love(2) Poem by aung si myanmar
Love(2)
Love may be a guarantee
For our moral to be greedy.
The cravings come out as jealousy.
Love may be a cloud black
For our dreams to disturb.
The darkness comes out as time-debt.
Love may be a big frame
For our consciousness to be insane.
The conflict comes out as blind brain.
Love may be an arrow
Straight to our secret souls.
The poison comes out as sorrow.
Love may be a razor
For our heart to shatter.
The blood comes out as tears.
The poem does not lose its clarity and poignancy. The quintessence of the diction stems from love imagery and metaphor... much as being inundated with alliterative words: 'cravings come, dreams to disturb, conflict comes, blind brain, secret souls'. In a quip, I seem suffocated by the ludic knot of love and life, perhaps the same way the idiom of this poem seeps from your mind's eye.
That is the empty side of the glass.he he he, this poem is great and cool. yeah, it makes our hearts to cry lots of times. so wise
You said the ugly side of love with words rhyming beautifully 10 out of 10 i say
You are clever enough to classify the meaning of Love, coz you use the word MAY BE so it means we can assume as we like! All of your metaphors in your poem are unquestionable! I really appreciate you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Love may be an arrow Straight to our secret souls. The poison comes out as sorrow. the pattern is good and innovative........