Love is an illusion,
All i see,
Are broken hearts,
In front of me,
Love is cupids dart,
Untill the arrow breaks,
Another broken heart,
Then the system breaks
Love is in the air,
Because the bonds are still there,
Untill cupid's dart goes elsewhere.
(Ask me if u can borrow but i made it D :)
Trenton... tis a sad event to see one so young with dim view on love... yet I would say to you it was not love that was the illusion. The illusion was in the beholder who thought they stood in the light of love, though the reality was, they stood in the candle light of another who turned their back and left the other in their shadows. It's a good thing to light your own candle then try not to turn your back on those who are important to you. Cheers mate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its short, insightful, and precise in your perspective! This is honestly a really graet poem! I liked th ryming flow! ! !