Love Dies and Rise – A Poem


This is how love dies.

butterflies are replaced by nausea

Joy and smiles are displaced by despair.

Sorrow drains the life out of lovers’ eyes.

This is how love died before it was even tried

frigid hearts, uncried shoulders,

danger, daring, and boldness all rejected

This is how love is restored

if a spark is left somewhere stored

if lovers, that is, till death, are not bored

if there is something left undiscovered

If hearts are not swindled

after being ruthlessly toyed and fiddled,

this is how love is reignited

if it has not completely withered.

This is how Love gets reborn

when it is least anticipated,

even after being rejected,

if two hearts are firmly connected.

Hope you like the poem.

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12 Comments Add yours

  1. sicetnon3 says:

    Love never dies It seems we might hide from it โ€˜tho

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      1. sicetnon3 says:

        /andโ€ฆ. ๐Ÿคฃ

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      2. GS says:

        And nothing
        Just go with the flow of life
        Remember life is happening to us and not the other way round

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      3. sicetnon3 says:

        Yes, so be it

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      4. GS says:

        What will be will be

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      5. sicetnon3 says:

        Que Sera, Sera

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      6. GS says:



  2. Careena says:

    Ah love and it’s value. This complex thing summed up so succinctly~~Beautiful ๐Ÿ’•

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    1. GS says:

      If there is anything I have learned from meeting someone you love, it is that love becomes a choice. You voluntarily choose them every second, every hour of the day.

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    2. GS says:

      Thank you for reading my poem, Careena. I am glad you liked it ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ


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