Tuesday, 12 January 2010

Love Is...

Some love quickly
They hardly take time to breathe before they sail
Some love hard
Its all or nothings, have or have nots
Some love fast
One minute they are sane, and then they are not
But with all, love never lasts

Love comes softly
It does not ask why, now from whence you came
Love is safe and secure, calm and reassuring
Love loves even when it couldn’t
Love hurts even when it shouldn’t

Love is the sum of all fears
Its light, life and karma


  1. i wonda wat it should be called magic or gicma
    sometimes it sticks in places like eczema
    sometimes it becomes so sweet and bitter nad makes our heart quiver
    it sometimes wisper
    in our mind,our head,sotto voce am here
    is it really
    sometimes it could be dear and rare
    sometimes filled with too much fun to share
    pain and anguish to bear
    not me,absolutely not
    i tell love free me,
    not like terry g,just me.......
    from abidemi {lockup}