Love And Its Failures Poem by Alison Mujati

Love
The beauty lies in the name
Reality played like a game

A fire blossom of light
Kindness and passion right

Can transform to help that scorches
A mishandling that tortures

A beam of light at sunrise
Beautiful art of nature

Can be a patch of gloom on blossom
Hate defines but still love gone wrong

It'sa knife in good hands
Worst case scenario attracts deepest cuts

Red Roses of bloom
Petals smeared with blood, a horror imitation.

Where it excelsone wishes for more
Where it fails one berates the day it began

Love is water from a fountain
Everyone dreams to drink from

Love becomes poison if cheated
Some wish for singularity in those cases

Love starts with a good feeling
Love ends either in regret or tears

Love remains relatedto passion
Love changing color should never be called love