Love

When love rules your heart
It ain’t like ordinary
My friend it ain’t like ordinary…

When love rules your heart
Storms seem like tender winds
Floods seem like river flow
Quakes seem like earth’s dance
Volcano seem like a colorful fountain
When love rules your heart

When love rules your heart
Hunger runs away from you
Sleep runs away waving good bye
Pain runs away as it’s not fond of you
Trouble runs away on sight of your prince
When love rules your heart

When love rules your heart
Dreams are fond of you
Words are fond of your pen
Sighs are fond of your thoughts
Pleasures are fond of your memories
When love rules your heart

When love rules your heart
Fresh thoughts entice your mind
Lusty thoughts entice reminiscence
Dreamy thoughts entice heart’s mind
Wild desirous thoughts entice mind’s caves
When love rules your heart

When love rules your heart
Happy memories touch you
Crestfallen memories touch out off thoughts
Rainbow memories touch your heart and flutter
Joyous memories touch your minds eye
When love rules your heart

When love flees your heart
It ain’t like ordinary
My friend it ain’t like ordinary…

When love flees your heart
Mountains seem like ugly heap
Springs seem like useless hard water
Butterflies seem like hideous creatures
Rain seem like nature’s curse
When love flees your heart

When love flees your heart
Merriness runs away from you
Food runs away to a distant land
Music runs away to heathen place
Dream runs away to a land of joy
When love flees your heart

When love flees your heart
Pagans are fond of you
Devils are fond of your memories
Nightmares are fond of your sleep
Tortures are found of left-over pleasures
When love flees your heart

When love flees your heart
Death thoughts entice your memory
Unhappy thoughts entice the world around you
Gloomy thoughts entice the little happiness
Ominous thoughts entice your life
When love flees your heart

When love flees your heart
Crestfallen memories touch every minute
Melancholic memories touch thoughts and become favorite
Happy memories touch mind and make you despaired
Funeral memories touch to nail your mind
When love flees your heart

When love rules nor flees your heart
It is trouble
All you save your hearts….
For love is a necessary pain…
All man born on earth feels it
Pleasure and pain of love…

Comments

Anonymous said…
its a lovely poem showing the importance of love.it reminds of if u have it then don't loose,if not then try to find you.a beautiful experience
6:54 PM
Anonymous said…
its so beautiful.i wonder hoe you get the right words. love is impt. i hope more n more people realise this.
2:48 PM
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