A Gift From Heaven?
Teachings tell
The story of love,
A tale of joy,
A gift from above,
So sweet to behold,
The angels delight,
It’s often told,
And bathed in light.
But this story,
Has another side,
Dark and sinister,
From which we hide,
We hide our eyes,
With glass of rose,
And plug our ears,
Our senses close.
Into dark we drift,
On emotions strong,
Green and jealous,
Plans going wrong,
Anger and hate,
Pouring out,
Causing pain,
Makes us shout.
When love is spurned,
The sadness starts,
Desolation descends,
On lonely hearts,
And love betrayed,
It gets worse still,
The anger wells,
And makes us ill.
What of Lovers tales
That go seldom well
Stories of death
Of evil hell
Murder and hate
This emotion breeds
Ruining life
From promising seeds
Do not fall blindly
Into the field of love
Remember well
It comes not from above
It has a dark side too
With dark tales to tell
Can cause such pain
It may come from hell.
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