Love Made Poem by Garland Jodie Jeen

</>The immediate thought coming to your heart is a Heart;

either it's complete or broken,

it's still beating, even it's in a landfill.

The second thought popping into your mind is that you mind;

it's neither made nor unmade,

it's still exists, even it's made a leave.

Love is too pink;

but it causes you so much pain..

Sure it can get plain,

but you air so many complaints.

and you're too greedy to be content...with this love thing

Love made is not that dirty,

so long as it's made from love.

Till someday you find it made, you find it forced.

That can wash away alll the dirty lovers' names..