Human Indeed (Love)

Love is an addiction, euphoric at first glance

But the more you fall in it, the more it ruins you

Love is like a tap of running water

Drink every drop until you’re safe from its dreadful slaughter

Its temporality is blue and the anxiety is golden

Through its fire, you’re born again and soon perished again.

Yet, love’s true meaning still remains unknown,

to all the learned men, and all the wise women

Love is a melancholic piano

With some keys to happiness and some to catastrophe

And playing it is a skill, no one can fully know

The epistemology of love is inscrutable at best

Love is like an unsolvable and arduous test

Very little ace, and miserably fail the rest.

Love is a burdensome hurdle, only a few can cross

Imagine talking all day, and still being unable to put your point across

Love is like a tragically heartwarming film

Love is an endless race, you’ve got to run until

There’s immeasurable pain in your limbs If you stop, you pass out

And people leave you with an unpleasant gift of

The menaces of scrutiny and self-doubt

Love is like a beautifully treacherous storm

The charm lures in first, but it’s all a guileful trap

Its illusion is comforting, but then you’re lost on its erroneous map

Love is like a little boat in the vast blue ocean

And you’re lingering-out of sight, out of motion

But then the night arrives, and winds of insecurity start flowing

You harm the ones you adore and admire the ones who hate you

You take the paint of envy and the brush of coldness

And paint the entire red sky dark cobalt blue

Love is like a deep cave with perpetual darkness

Love is the greatest feeling, loss falls short

Love is meant to terminate in being broken

Just like every other alluring piece of art

Love makes you a lifeless flickering light

Elates you once then frightens you that same cataclysmic night

Love is like gambling, winning in a game of cards,

Comes at the price of losing in the game of life

Love is like swimming in an ocean of crocodiles

of insecurity, jealously, lust, infidelity and desire

Escape them if you can,

or get caught by one of them and burn yourself in that red blue fire

But love is that bountiful feeling that keeps us breathing

It’s as delicate as a just-peeled orange and

Desperately requires your protective sheathing

Hold it tight, I promise you’ll overcome every pity fight

Because love is everything you need and love is what makes you human indeed.