The Audacity of Love

Love is a season, With all reason,

Changeable  and  rearrange  able.

Lost in a abyss of mystery,

cause war in history.

Predetermined illusions,

create madness and confusion.

Chills warm the blood.

Tears cause a tsunami flood.

 Piercing pain, am I insane?

A Ferris wheel of emotion,

false devotion.

Unconditional until compromised,

the fallen meets their demise.

Adrenaline pumping desire,

discovering the players a liar.

The heart skips a beat,

when the victim surrender in defeat.

Dig a moat around the tower,

dress in armor to fight the power.

Fall victim to the spirit,

a broken heart is what you’ll inherit.

Love’s sweet song

I keep singing along.

Tear out my soul,

With words that console.

Feed the fantasy,

With the audacity,

Of loves’ mastery..

Amreen Khan

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