Loves Name

Loves Name By: Laigan Ahkee Tattooed tears sere and pierce a heart longing for, but not knowing its belonging. Love is but a childish game, who are we but fools to play, We sing we dance all in its name, but still we fall like sheep too our fame, All because we play its games. Love is such an enchanted name, you hear your heart scream its name. Nightingales sing its praise but still I say we will remain fools too its game But who are we really? To judge its name, It lifts you up through trails and pain. Yet we feel it kicks you in the gut when trouble reigns, Loves a gift it can rise you up, but be afraid, it devours from the inside out… Loves a gift, but still a curse, It can cause heartache unrehearsed. The same love, which can make you blind, can open your eyes and redefine. Many a things go unchanged, like love doesn’t discriminate against in any way. It sees no colour, not black nor white, Its sees no boundaries in a fight. Love seems like it doesn’t love at all especially when you rise to fall, Bitterness is only what happens from a broken heart that’s been recovered, the bits and pieces that were put together, were never meant to be broken so it won’t last forever, but love is love after all, even when heartache falls Sometimes we should realize that love only sees with different eyes