Love - A Foolish Feeling Poem by Ipsita Mohapatra
Love - A Foolish Feeling
Love I must say is funny.
The man is flourished,
The man is doomed.
It gives pain without touching,
It stops the heart without corporeally damaging.
It twists you,
It shatters you,
Sometimes in a good way,
Sometimes the worst way possible.
The love we give,
The love we get,
All turns to sorrow.
Grief consumes like a thunder cloud in a storm.
Love is rose,
hold it carefully,
else you are pricked.
A sublime start with a nice poem, Ipsita. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
Grief consumes like a thunder cloud in a storm. Love is rose, hold it carefully, else you are pricked.. very good expressions of love experience. love remains a mystery always. thank you very much. tony
Aahaaa :) A NYC one :* ^_^ The love we give The love we get All turns into sorrow
Yes, love is a two-sided sword.. It can make everything beautiful or miserable... A well written poem Ipsita.. Thank you..
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4/25/2024 6:31:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
true....it always gives pain...good thnkg..nicr
thank you :))