Oct 2015
"How does love look like?"
It looks like Heaven
That brings salvation
Like the coldest ice
And the clearest glass
With the smell of a garden
Of feast of flowers
Eyes of the deepest ocean
Touch as tender as a feather
It looks like the brightest sun
The clearest sky and the whitest cloud
Though it grows thorns
From the garden of rose
Burns fire like the hell
Rages waves like a storm
With the stinging smell of wastes
Under the darkest night
The heaviest of the heavy clouds
The drowning depths with
The hardest pounding of the iron fist
"How does love look like?"*
It looks like your greatest pain
Or even your own death
It looks like Heaven
That brings salvation
Like the coldest ice
And the clearest glass
With the smell of a garden
Of feast of flowers
Eyes of the deepest ocean
Touch as tender as a feather
It looks like the brightest sun
The clearest sky and the whitest cloud
Though it grows thorns
From the garden of rose
Burns fire like the hell
Rages waves like a storm
With the stinging smell of wastes
Under the darkest night
The heaviest of the heavy clouds
The drowning depths with
The hardest pounding of the iron fist
"How does love look like?"*
It looks like your greatest pain
Or even your own death
