Love

by

Dovishka Muskaan Shaib

It is said and taught,

That love is the most precious of all,

Going beyond race, colour and norms,

Proving that hearts can be made out of gold,

It is said and taught,

That love is the greatest of all,

Curing the harshest sores,

Brings up warm and hope,

Like the sun after a storm,

Love is the remedy of all,

But is its own enemy after all,

As precious as it is,

As fulfilling as it seems,

Love, sometimes hurts more than it heals,

And takes more than it gives,

Love as vivid as it is,

Rewrites the story of fate,

Making your favourite mate,

Become the biggest reason to hate,

Famous for creating games,

Love becomes uneasy to tame,

Causes more losses than gains,

Gets called by different names,

And drives us insane!

You have one life, be yourself, who knows that you being too much is the light of someone else.