Love
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Love,a sick word abused by all,
A word of hurt,sadness and all..
Is the root reason for empires to fall..
Yet strangely is still admired by all..
Hallowed by sweet speechers,
Abused by fellow creatures..
I have seen all of love,no less no more..
yet i know naught to whom its for..
Till i met a rose one day..
looking all blithe and merry-ol day..
took her hand into mine
and stroll into the park of oak and pine..
Since then i knew,
that love is true,
not a hoax spoken by tongues of old..
but a true blessing for us to behold..
Till now as the clock ticks,
I still love that rose altogether..
and hopefully its thorns wont prick..
for i wish to hold on to her foreva..
Yet if one day i was to be hurt..
I wish her to struck her sharpest,longest thorn into my chest..
and bathed me with the blood of a blackbird..
And bury me just beside St.Valentine's rest..
But no!i plead for that not to happen..
for i know im fragile and weak and i'll burn..
I'll do anything to have this last forever..
even if i was to gamble my health,argh!!nono never!!..
Only you,my baby knows this more..
For i cant live without you,ah the soul i adore..
So lets us walk hand in hand once again..
pass the ol' pines trees,even if it rains =)
LOL..nothing better to do..blame the exam stress..
Specially written for all those lovebirds out there,happy valentines *winks*..
hurhur..so cheesy...lol..*tautkper*
" ..it's all about you now.. "
