They slumber in the deepest of the minds,
they battle conquer lose even die as time unwinds
our lives their playground , its always been.
once they decided to hide and seek,
madness was counting while wanting to break free,
Lie hide like  it always  , behind  the  most beautiful tree.
love with no place to hide but a rose bush,
Everyone was caught except love hiding in ambush.
Envy revealed  loves hideout  to madness with jealousy,
madness jumped in and dragged love carelessly.
Fate blinded love as it lost its eyes to the thorns,
Now God  thundered a curse for madness to adorn.
That madness to be around  love till end of time ,
this  pushes me to wonder
maybe thats how loves called blind while madness always accompanies it !