RE-LAPSED LOVE!

 Hi! I’ve been too much into poems lately. I draft it and then trash it away (Oh! the irony!! ). Well, today I’m posting a poem I wrote on this day back in High School related to, obviously “Love”. When I re-read it today, I was like “Yuck! This doesn’t even make sense!” but  my friend Pray (who hates his name because it’s a verb) told me, “If it didn’t make sense to you.. you wouldn’t have written it” and I knew somewhere that though it’s stupid, I loved it anyway. I was so vulnerable back then, but when I see how far I have come from the last bench, corner row I think I am the most vulnerable now in the present than I was back then. Love is weird, and this poem is even more weirder.  

IF…

If love is full of ups and downs, then why does it go side-by-side?

If a man has got his basic needs, then why is it incomplete without love?

If love entails understanding, then why it devises misunderstanding?

If love is never-ending, then why does it has voids in between?

If love is splashing affection, then why is hatred is so de-hydrating?

If love is so sensitive, then why do we feel numb?

If love is real and true, then why are people so fake and false?

If love is like a game for some, then why do people live by the same rules?

If love is blind, then why can’t people cure it?

If love is about changing ones life, they why do people end up changing the definition of love instead?

If all these questions are too easy to answer, then how about this one…

IF LOVE IS SUPPOSED TO BE BEAUTIFUL, THEN WHY DOES IT CAUSE PAIN?

*hides under the blankie*

Have a great day!

-A

3 thoughts on “RE-LAPSED LOVE!

  1. I can understand why you would want to hide yourself under the blanket. We all get that icky feeling when we look back at how affected we were of small things that seemed so much of a big deal back in the past. When I was reading your poem, I remember my younger self, too. The poem is raw and honest and yes, vulnerable. And therein lies its beauty—in a most basic form. I like it! 🙂

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