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LOVE IS PAIN

shaiontheprowl by shaiontheprowl
May 22, 2015
in POETRY
Reading Time: 2 mins read

May22, 2015  8.26 a.m.

To love is to suffer

Pine and whine for the love of another

S/he may love you back or not

Still you will suffer for this love

For to love is a lifetime sacrifice

A pledge to always be by the side of your loved one

In good times and the bad

Irrespective of time or distance

Your love must be unwavering and undiluted in substance

For, when you have been long enough in this game of love and loving

You will realize the simple fact about love –

That

To love is to suffer.

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Comments 4

  1. Omotokefunmi says:
    8 years ago

    True love is worth the pain.
    Beautiful.

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  2. shaiontheprowl says:
    8 years ago

    @Omotokefunmi maybe…maybe not.

    Reply
  3. dotta Raphels says:
    7 years ago

    Love is love. True love I don’t understand but loves pain is joy to the one who desires.
    Love not being a judgement or condemnation, but free to move. Love remain methinks, though desires or objects will wane as love finds another fascination.
    The essence of love lingers, but many confuse desire for love. Yes, even in suffering, love delights. For that we see as suffering, is love giving, reaching, covering, overwhelming and justifying.
    These depths are alarmingly too close Shai, resonates with just the few who truly comprehend the real nature of love.

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  4. shaiontheprowl says:
    7 years ago

    Thank you…..Sometimes, in the journey through the mazy tunnels of love we tend to forget that these emotions are kindreds…loving and hating are just opposites of the same . And if one had absolutely loved someone, its hard to absolutely hate same person. I think…..

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