Why all beings have
Their own grasped idea
When they hear
The word love
Why do people
Still pretend
To know its bounds
And what lies behind
Why are they seeking
Definitions and explanations
And ask "will it go too far,
Or just cease with a blur"
Why do others
Get afraid to take again
A step or two
And see a result
Why most people
Hesitate to trust
Thinking they would
Break like fallen glass
Why others do not want
To have this bliss again
Doubtful if they can
Correct the past mistakes
Why some feelings
Were left unspoken
So it would not lead
To ruins of valued things
Why does the mouth
Speaks lies and fiction
Contradicting the rush
Of the flow of the rhyme
Why others perceive
That love can hurt
Yet others believe
It is worth a chance
Why does love
Don't have rules
A set of definite,
Precise expressions
Love may be a whisper
And it indeed varies
Unpredictable
Comes in a surprise
No one can decode
The complexity of it
The only thing you can do
Is to ask "why"
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC
Why all beings have
Their own grasped idea
When they hear
The word love
Why do people
Still pretend
To know its bounds
And what lies behind
Why are they seeking
Definitions and explanations
And ask "will it go too far,
Or just cease with a blur"
Why do others
Get afraid to take again
A step or two
And see a result
Why most people
Hesitate to trust
Thinking they would
Break like fallen glass
Why others do not want
To have this bliss again
Doubtful if they can
Correct the past mistakes
Why some feelings
Were left unspoken
So it would not lead
To ruins of valued things
Why does the mouth
Speaks lies and fiction
Contradicting the rush
Of the flow of the rhyme
Why others perceive
That love can hurt
Yet others believe
It is worth a chance
Why does love
Don't have rules
A set of definite,
Precise expressions
Love may be a whisper
And it indeed varies
Unpredictable
Comes in a surprise
No one can decode
The complexity of it
The only thing you can do
Is to ask "why"
