Rain in the morning
Moody in the noon
Full moon in the night;
Love is beckoning
Coming to an end so soon
Letting go without a fight.
Thunders roared deafening
Lightening across the sky
Storm is brewing near;
The chance is not favoring
No reasonings, no why
Yet it is all so clear.
Morning light
Sun rays beam
Moon lit nights;
What will delight?
What may seems?
Does love has its wrong and rights?
A bullet loaded
Pull the trigger
A game of russian roulette;
The heart is hurt
It is broken
In the name of love?
Autumn, winter, summer and fall
Or just rain and shine
Whatever is the seasons;
Without love, can one stand tall?
Without love, can one continue to smile?
Will one live with better reasons?
Circles in the sand
Ripples in the water
Pain in the heart;
Where do love stand?
Can love bind together?
Or Destined to fall apart?
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