Love can be beautiful. Love can be Painful |
In the shadows of a love profound, Where tender whispers softly sound, A heart entangled, bound in chains, Swept away by passion's rains. Oh, the pain that love bestows, A bittersweet melody it knows. In the garden of emotions, we roam, Yet thorns of longing pierce the soul. A dance with fire, a tempest's grace, Love's tender touch and fierce embrace. Yet within the beauty, lies the ache, A broken heart, a love to wake. The moonlight weaves a silken thread, Binding hearts with words unsaid. A symphony of sighs, a gentle breeze, Yet beneath the surface, a storm unfreezes. The Agony of Love, a poignant song, Echoes of affection that linger long. A delicate balance, a fragile art, The pain of loving, a wounded heart. Through the canvas of the midnight sky, Stars bear witness to the lover's cry. The ache of distance, a silent scream, Yet love persists, a relentless dream. In the tapestry of love, threads of pain, A complex weave, a soul's refrain. Yet within the agony, a beauty lies, A love that endures, though tears fill eyes. Let the heartache be a testament, To love's endurance, its firmament. For in the pain, a truth is spun, Love, a journey, never truly done. |