Love, a tangled web, a cryptic rhyme,
A symphony of joy, yet laced with time.
It pulls you close, a warmth that fills the soul,
Then spins you round, leaving you out of control.
The Enchantment's Call
Butterflies erupt, a fluttering delight,
A stolen glance ignites the darkest night.
Hearts beat a rhythm, a sweet, chaotic drum,
Lost in a dream, where reason feels numb.
The Doubtful Whisper
But shadows creep, where logic dares to tread,
Is this a flame, or just a fleeting thread?
Is this love's embrace, or a sweet disguise?
Fear whispers doubts, behind love's gentle lies.
The Push and Pull
We take a step, then hesitate, unsure,
Yearning for closeness, yet fearing to endure.
Words unspoken, a dance without a sound,
Trapped in a silence, emotions unbound.
The Misunderstood Gesture
A touch, a glance, a meaning misconstrued,
Leaving hearts wounded, misunderstood.
Words left unsaid, feelings left to guess,
A tangled mess, a love in distress.
The Jealousy's Sting
A rival's glance, a whisper overheard,
Jealousy's venom, a bitter, burning word.
Trust, once fragile, begins to crack and fray,
Love's tender bloom withers away.
The Disappointment's Weight
Expectations soar, then plummet to the ground,
Dreams unfulfilled, a love that's lost and found.
Disappointment's weight, a heavy, crushing blow,
Leaving hearts shattered, nowhere else to go.
The Forgiveness's Hope
But love, like embers, can sometimes hold a spark,
A chance for forgiveness, a healing in the dark.
Words of understanding, a bridge to rebuild,
A love that's stronger, etched on a different field.
The Unconditional Embrace
True love, they say, transcends the petty fight,
Embraces flaws, and holds on ever tight.
Acceptance blooms, a love that's pure and deep,
A constant anchor, in life's vast, rolling sleep.
The Everlasting Mystery
Love, a labyrinth with no clear way out,
A puzzle unsolved, a constant, nagging doubt.
Yet in its chaos, beauty can reside,
A journey untamed, where hearts forever confide.
So let love be love, in all its puzzling ways,
Embrace the chaos, the sunshine and the haze.
For in this confusion, a truth we may unfold,
Love's a precious gift, more valuable than gold.
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Moharif Yulianto
a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook
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