Love - Poem by Farnood Jahangiri
Love is a dangerous place
Worse than terrorist spots,
Where concrete heads do fall
And passion has no chance to dream.
Love is not a tent to live,
It is not for taking refuge,
But it is a disease that can’t avoid
Even those in pestered homes.
Love is a vastness with no boundaries;
A deadly desert where snakes abide.
It changes with the wind, and is worse than
Sands in Sahara.
Love is the worst to conceive of;
That’s why in your pursuit
I cling to smutted plagued sites
Hopelessly seeking rescue.
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