Thursday, March 4, 2010

Consequence of Pain in Love !!

People fall in love and after falling, they ask why they are hurt... Strange question I feel to ask, as they themselves say they "fell in love"...Now if you fall, you will get hurt...But its not the hurt which I fear (because we fall only to learn how to get up ourselves), its the mindset which forms after getting up (If one falls after slipping on a banana peel, should not make him feel that he should not eat or touch any banana)...All pain leave a mark, I was once told by a friend, just like a scar...If we hammer nails on a board and then take them out, the marks of the nails still remain. Humans, have the gift to consciously erase these marks if they wish to, but doing so damage their inner self or soul if I might say. Although true love, doesn't hurt but I won't talk of it here; as its already talked about in my another blog (An admirer of True Love).....So let me visit the hearts of any boy and girl and see how they suffered......


Pain of love,
is unbearable to bear..
Death or been left behind,
is the only thing to fear....

At first so beautiful,
so mesmerizing to feel..
But when broken one thinks,
"why did I ever kneel"....

Death is unavoidable,
those destined would surely die..
No one can do anything for them,
they won’t come back with one’s cry....

So let’s see pain of love around,
where both boys & girls suffer..
In love they believed so much,
that later they turned out a duffer....

Ladies’ first I believe,
so in their life now I look..
Simple and innocent in world,
they always get caught in the hook....

Met she did a boy,
who charmed her in love..
Free she thought she became,
just like the flying Dove....

Her belief was immovable,
her trust, unshaken..
With life, her love she gave,
from him nothing was taken....

So sweet were those eyes,
so masculine his physique..
So gullible in nature she was,
that couldn’t see his technique....

A hero he was to her,
her protector of life..
He was all she could think,
and desired to be his wife....

Separation was unthinkable,
the very thought a sin..
Yet he moved out of her life,
while throwing her innocence in the bin....

The boy cared not,
for what she felt for him..
His ego & life came first,
prime was his own whim....

Played he did with her,
time was just to enjoy..
She is just a girl for him,
something to play with & toy....

Another girl or love,
family or money..
Why did he leave her?
why he said, “Sorry honey”?....

“Was I not right for him?
was something amiss?
What was not there in me, he felt?
what did he miss?”....

She thought countless times,
asked him times innumerable..
Lived with the faith to have him,
crawled with memories memorable....

No answer she got at once,
for the boy cared not..
And when she did get one,
it was, “You are no Hotshot”....

Cried she did at such times,
flood of her precious tears..
“So he leaves me after all”,
true came her fears....

Asks she does to God,
“Was this what I deserve?
Wasn’t I true to my love,
or is there someone else you reserve?”....

Nights became long,
days showered heat..
Weak she felt always,
no strength to take any beat....

Strained becomes the eyes,
red becomes the face..
The chirpy girl once,
now walks at slow pace....

So faith goes out of her heart,
all boys become to her bad..
Even if a true one approaches her,
her past still declares him, “Bad Lad”....

Cautious she becomes,
her heart beats no more..
Till the true one tries,
and makes her free from core....

Numerous are incidences like such..
thus goes story of a girl..
If only boys could know it,
that a woman is truly the black pearl....

Come I now to a boy,
“Tell me your story, dude?..
Did you meet your loved one yet,
or to you she behaved rude?”....

So lovely was her face,
so beautiful her smile..
So much was he affected,
that he became senile....

Her freshness gave him strength,
her words gave him courage..
In this boredom life of his,
she was his leverage....

Those rosy eyes of hers,
those silky hair to shine..
He was in dreams with one thought,
“She is mine and only mine”....

Unforgettable days passed,
he forgot the world around..
She was the “Sun” for him,
revolved he did, round & round....

Goals became easy,
strong he felt to face,
He is the winner always,
conquerable is every race....

Then comes doomsday,
for him world came to end..
She left him for some reason,
a pain he couldn't mend....

Torturous became his life,
tormented from the act..
Thought he did so much,
for why she broke the pact....

The girl’s silence was unbearable,
to stay away for so long..
He aged daily in her absence,
no more he felt strong....

Finally he was answered,
“I found someone else sweet..
I miss you still in my life,
why don’t you find someone else to tweet”....

Answer was as baffling as her silence,
is this why she goes?..
For another boy to live with
to another now she bows??....

Cried his heart for once,
took out he did all of it..
No more love or emotions,
no more with such I should be hit....

A vow; a pledge is called,
that woman is the reason..
Downfall of man & his emotions,
punished she shall be for her treason....

He is no Adam of Eden,
he is no Antony of Rome..
He is no Puppet to be played with,
for a woman he will not enter his dome...

Emotionless he becomes,
and could act in any way..
Either to play with another woman,
or for them he would never sway....

No girl is of importance,
no one deserves his love..
To ensure this happens,
he shot his inner dove....

Path of Loneliness he took,
alone he shall be whole life..
No one to give him company,
no one to stay as his wife....

The other becomes vengeful,
played he did with girls..
Bought them like jewelry,
and broke the precious pearls....

Even if a true girl now comes,
one would not sway..
The other would think her same,
and with her he would play....

Steeled is one’s heart,
the other recognizes none..
Both suffered and suffer still,
with love both are done....

This is the story of pain,
this is their past..
Boy and girl alike,
suffer as an outcast....

If only they had faith,
I would say them to believe..
To come out of what happened
to think the entered true one as relieve....

Love never cries
nor makes anyone cry..
It refreshes you in desert,
it never leaves you dry....


Interesting; but I have only one thing to say then- "To Love or not to Love", that is the question !!!! :)