Love could be kind,
For it turns red to green,
It goes with the wind; sails with the trend,
It does whatever the heart says,
And talks in silence for only two hearts can share.
Love could be cruel,
For sometimes it hurts when it ended,
Tasted bitter when it faded,
When the heart hates…
And life stops; heartbeat cradles,
Only time could heal the wound inside,
No one knows if love dares to forget.
But whatever it counts,
Still it is a thing on Earth that money can’t buy,
For when love is great, there is no need for words…
For even in silence, love is heard!