A Love- Fool

Love is a poison of heart, never been cured.

Love is a pointed arrow that stabs

Into one’s heart be a hole.

Loving someone and never been loved back,

That is much and much more hurting.
It’s the shame of mind,
Of a love – fool…..
But, that one you love…. Possessed,
That’s much much more deadly hearted.
It’s like the Thames of Tear,
Flooding up your eyes.
It’s like the light of sky,
Splashing on your heart.
It is when you are likely to say… something,
But you cannot explode.
It’s the mysterious shadow,
Catching up your shoulders.
It’s the road of your heart,
That never reached your beloved’s heart.
And it’s ashamed, that you couldn’t get back.