The Love (Vol.6) Poem by Az' Versifier

The Love (Vol.6)



Love is nothing,
But the deal of fools!
In which price is happiness,
And the prize overrules,
The life with pain,
And the eyes with rain,
The heart with hurt,
And the continuing chain,
Of plights unknown,
The sorrows unmoan.
The reason itself!
For the anxiety unshown.
The way present,
But the destiny unknown,
The destination absent!
But the hallucination unknown.
The anonymous feeling,
For the reason unknown!
The absurd healing,
For the ceason unknown.
Love is the search,
Of heaven in hell!
Love is the mirth,
Of lovers that fell!
Love is about,
Getting seven in the dice!
Love is nothing,
But only fool's paradise!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Love is the feeling which follow the way that hasn't have its destination but makes the traveller tired of walking.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 14 January 2013

Ok you hate love. Still your mother loves you. What do you say? Love is love. You may hate false-love. Pseudo love. If yes, I agree with you cent percent.

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