Poem -

THIS THING ( 1 COR 13 )

THIS THING ( 1 COR 13 )

  THIS THING (1 Cor 13)

I might burst a bubble 
If I let out this thing
This top tickles many ears
But I'm holding a pin (safety)

They say that's it patient
Some say that it's kind
But on songs and movies
We see that it's blind

Love can be crazy cold
Love can be warmly hot
It could be the only thing
That's capable of driving you nuts

Some think that it's physical
Then express it with their bodies
And the things they do
They can't tell nobody

Some pros think it's sexy
But the cons can be messy
Cos when all a cold heart sees is hot
Somebody is about to get hurt

Sometimes love feels like a pump
We're one gets suddenly transformed
But when one pulls the plug
The other gets deflated and deformed

Some see it as a drug 
And they get addicted
They jump from one ship to another
Cos they don't wanna ever feel rejected

They get high on it
And tell tales of how it's wonderful
But when the high is gone
They wonder why, why it's so awful

It's like they smell the rose
And don't feel the thorns
Till they overdose
And find out, their hands have been burnt

That's why some see it as a disease
And term it love sick
And those who walk in it
Are emblems of who's weak

Those who embrace it
Will tell you it leaves you vulnerable
But when it lives in you
It gives superpowers that are invincible

The once upon a time of each story 
Ends with both catching fun
And after the happily ever after
We start hearing shots from their buccal guns

It's like a gateway were strangers
Become lovers and fight dangers
Or a portal were best friends meet
And become strangers

Cos you make them plan A
But you're not even plan B
What's even hard to C
Is that they were never red -D

They take you to that high level
Were you're scared to fall 
Knowing that when that person leaves 
You're gonna lose it all

They treat you like they care
But play you like a ball 
And that openness you use to have
Has now become a wall

Trust me it's not in the expensive date and dinner
Or when she walks in looking cinderella
Like when he steps in, in his favourite tux
And she gets blown away by sheer charismatic masculine force

It's not in the bio biology of the physical physics
That creates the reaction of Chemistry
Or the fillings, feeling and emotion
That accompanies their psychology

Because some lovers are demons
Who'd lock you in their insecure cell
Show you glimpses of heaven
While taking you down to hell

What's funny, no not funny are some in love with jailers
Who torture and imprison them in emotional scars
Such that even when they're set free
They hang on to their bars

Two people who go headlong to make up
Even when they know they should break up
Cling tight to hidden fantasies and daydreams 
And still don't wanna wake up

Still some argue it doesn't exist
They see it coming and resist
While some know that it's rare
Some brag on the fact that they don't really care

Some say it's dangerous
And know that it's real
Most people who despise it
Don't know how it feels

Some have searched deeply
But it could not be found
It blares loud in some people's faces
But they don't hear a sound

Some were never shown it 
And we're never taught how
So now when they are shown it
It feels somehow

But your life becomes interesting
When you find the right person
Everything falls into place
And you'll see its worth it

Ermm, I'm sorry my mistake
I mean when you become the right person
It's really like the best thing
And life becomes interesting. ...

 

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