The Pain Of Love

Another night and I am here

Sitting in the dark again

Another day goes by

And me still asking why

I feel the same constant pain

                                                                                           

Is it my mind thoughts?

Or my heart

Is it an illusion delusion?

Or confusion

I’m not certain

Though certain of

The reason and cause

Why the rose fall apart

And dies without rain

You see the pain I fell is joyful

Yet leaves a burning sensation

Deep within

Not a mistake a regrettable fun

Or unforgiving sin

Not a hidden secret

Of a fruitless past abandoned

And left behind like snake’s skin

Not lost hopes or shattered

Dreams never came to be

Not lost time or efforts

Of running for the win

It’s the pain of an aching lover

Who suffers every hour?

Yet keeps it in

-Prabal Aryal