Fiction · Poetry

Love

no one realises

how powerful it is

until he or she

feels,

experiences,

or loses it.

      

it can either

make or break you,

that’s what love does.

strengthen

or shatter

one’s own heart.

        

but there are

indeed times like this,

where love could turn

one

into 

a writer.

          

there are others,

many others out there:

they tend to turn 

passion

into 

prose.

           

there are others,

many others like me:

they tend to turn

pain

into

poetry.

   

-fin-

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