Love Hurts

Love Hurts short poem

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I thought love was wonderful,
But trust me, love is just painful.
You find the right one and you smile,
But if you find the wrong one, you just cry.
Slowly steadily you are poisoned in inches,
And gradually you break down in minute pieces.
You die a silent death engulfed in silent cries,
You lose the urge to go on burdened with shunned lies.
Dragging yourself you step ahead,
Only in search of the final ultimate.
Pangs of pain throb within,
Stinging every bit in you.
You try hard to forget but in vain,
You relieve the moments and lose again.
Cold as a stone you turn,
Only in search of the final ultimatum.

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I am an Engineering Graduate immersed in the love of literature. Words bring colour to my emotions and help me describe the inner me. Writing is the inseparable part of me.
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Ramapriya Nr

I Loved the concept of Love. vey nicely written. Keep up the temo. God bless


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