Love - Poem by Anita Khelawan
Love is a gamble,
It leaves your thinking in a scramble,
The brain was once in control,
Now everything is different because you love with all your heart and soul.
Thinking with the mind,
Loving with the heart,
A beautiful feeling I find myself difficult to part.
Making decisions wit your heart.
It got your brain telling you that wasn't smart.
A prisoner of love never want to break free,
I was never looking for love but it found me.
Blinded by love, it's amazing because I am able to see things differently.
So now I'm holding it at hostage,
Reaping all the benefits.
I realised love possess great demands,
There are some ups and downs and they always go hand in hand.
I love forever and ever,
When I give love it wasn't meant to return to its owner.
True love is rare &sincere.
That's why before it's opened, love is labelled handle wit care.
Loving someone or something is incredible,
But I would be bias if I didn't say love often gets you into trouble.
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