|The Villain of Love
By Stephen on 04/18/2011
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Thy seeketh not the villain within
But rather the feeling that takes away the peril from
The woe’s that lies and cripples the eagle speed of a man.
William Blake once said that “love seeketh not it self to please”,
And hence, he is so right. Love cares not for me and you,
But it is me and you who make love care for us.
And I haven’t seen the villain in love without tears, because thou’ art
Knows that it is the mercilessness of that evil emotions
That makes a blind man sees the future, and a broken heart
Girl feels the anguish of the villain within love.
But as soon as that broken and shattered heart sees the
Sight of that villain spirit thy yearn for it, because one knows
That the immortality of that attraction can not live alone.
The villain flew away from its nest like a bird escaping its cages,
Leaving u with abounding ache of silent plague to discomfort
And rapture many nerve cells.
Where did it come from, and why does it bores through my
Soul like a jagged edge sword?
But it is the villain within love that makes my eyes
Dwell in utterly lust for the scent of her body
And the lips that thee longs to touch.
The girlish laughter that escapes her lips makes
Makes the scenery of the a day pleasant,
But it is the villain within that laugh,
That Sort for my curiosity.
Given all that, it is the villain of love
That I live to touch
Because thou’ art knows only that of love
Can make us immortal.
© By Stephen On 4/18/2011 3:01:32 PM