jueves, febrero 16, 2006

"LOVE"

Love has no mercy towards the ones who can’t find it.
It reaches one’s soul, when one thinks one’s being loved;
But the moment it hits one’s mind, it goes crazy and starts to fly.
It doesn’t stop, it will not move, gets one excited, and fills one up with woes.
Around its world one cannot live, inside its bubble one cannot breathe;
But once one’s out of it, the world just turns to grief.
One shall return to a blank spot, in which the bubble has once already popped.
And when it reaches that boiling point, the spines of its existence will make one bleed;
Till one’s adrenaline will cease.