Dangerous Thing Called Love

Love is a feeling so spotless and pure
That it's the one feeling I have never had to endure.
Love is considered by many as a gain
But you can never get it without the pain.
There's so much hate in this wild world
That love's flag needs to be unfurled.
Matters of this complicated emotion
Is so great you feel engulfed by an ocean.
I never use this word any random way
I never use it to explain my feelings away.
This sweet poison I have never tasted
On me the words of love are wasted.
It is a dangerous thing to feel this way
To fall in love is to give your freedom away.

Poetry by Shayak Chakraborty
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Written on 2005-12-21 at 20:22

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