slap loud
the heart of silent
a momentous
of dream and truth; imprison the calling
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A poem on love and pain .(rose with thorn) with the beauty of its content lovely. calm and deep as Aphordite arrow hit many times- -every skin I know; until I surrender to my knee what a lovely write max rating for this and i am quite fair..doing justice to the love and pain.
Before it ended with great respect.... A beautiful poem.
Swing of what awakes, nothing is certain. Joy and grief both are there in love. Explained well in this poem.