My life became really rough
When I fell in love in a puff
It happened in a blink
Since, I have been on the brink
It makes me feel quite queer
Because in love, nothing is clear
Am I being selfish or selfless?
I can never stop being restless
My happiness depends on theirs
Is that what this world calls fair?
I feel love is silly and stupid
Just what have you done, Cupid?
No, I am not at all fine
I just can't help but whine
Oh, being in love is tough!
Such bothersome stuff
I daydream all day long
But it doesn't feel wrong
In love is a strange serenity
Even if it takes things to extremity
Before, I was proud of my mind
Now, it is of the idiot kind
Smart to stupid, I have become
I might as well go beat a drum
Often I find myself wonder
Whether love is a blunder
Is love good or evil?
Or simply something primeval?
Love is being stabbed by a knife
Bleeding, but still living life
It does never end, but start
Please be still my heart!
It's easier to build a castle
To love is such a hassle!
I am not being truth-less
It's just love that is ruthless
Love might just be a battle
Our life, it really does rattle
Love is quite a mystery
That has no victory
On and on, I keep pondering
For love always keeps bothering
I know not why I fell in love
Yet, I know that I can't un-love!
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A Piece Of My Heart: Poetry and More
PoetryFalling in love is a process. So is falling out of it. This collection of mine has been written slowly over the years. It contains not only poems, but little tidbits, snippets from my diary, musings, and philosophies of what love is and of how love...
