Love is a minefield. You take a step and get blown to pieces, put yourself back together again and stupidly take another step. I guess that's human nature. It hurts so much to be alone that we'd all rather blow up than be single...so true..strong words with awesome insight... when I think of it:
Sands of time pass our way
as we live from day to day.
flashes of light continue to blind
people who try their best to find;
True meaning of happiness
Wondering where this word is.
as another day unfolds,
they don't see what it holds
their eyes are sightless
and they become restless.
In this world we have
Happiness is found only in love of each other...
2 comments:
nice poem yuva ....loved it:)
Love is a minefield
Just loved this word and how perfect for love.
Hmm hearts are either empty, silent or broken. Which heart is happy all the time??
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