Even The Pain Is Pleasure Poem by Pranayee Rachamalla

You mangled my tangled heart,
By ripping each and every word of mine,
Had a trail to tear it apart,
Even without a trace or sign.
But still I wanna message you and talk to you!
You wounded me, by tearing my eye,
To bring out the tears,
Secretly examining my capacity to cry,
Which hits me like a spear.
But still I love to hear your voice!
Though you mutilated my emotions,
By splitting my life,
To check your presence, by cleaving my affection,
A thought about you makes my feelings alive,
Just to forget myself, gazing at your pics!
You rushed into my heart easily,
And gashed it happily;
Questioning about it unnecessarily,
Or thinking about is waste of time, seriously.
But still I love the pain, when the feeling is you!