When The Love Ruins - Poem by Ishor K.C
The love ruins every time
but we take the chances.
We give chance to the heart. It kicks always.
Yet, we take the chances.
When Initial openings fail
The lightening of pain strikes
Pinch flows in axons + dendrites
Yet, we take the chances
It takes infinite to heal
Brain plea the heart..no more please
Thoracic heart pounds and bounds
gazes, glances, peeps, looks, watch
Another light strike
This time heart is sorry for brain.
its too late for brain to incarnate
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