When
we’re in love,
The
clouds which are swimming at sky shape like a love
Shape
like his initial name
And
sometimes it draws his smile
But
in condition, the clouds would be transforming as a black grey
And
slowly being rain and storm
When
we’re in love
A
soft rain sounds like the instrument of a lullaby
Sounds
like the tinkle of piano
And
make the two of us getting closer to get warm
But
then, this kind of little rain growing harder and harder
With
the lights and thunder
When
we’re in love, the waves of the sea seems like waving their hands to greet us
Caress,
tickle and make us flying cause the happiness we got
But,
sometimes the waves are big liar
Come
and go whatever they like
Whenever
in day or at night
When
we’re in love
A
seed of a red rose always grow in rhythm with the love we bring
Growing,
be a bud of the flower
With
the power of love, it blossoms to be a beautiful red rose
But,
in the day after, this rose started to pale, bent down dried off
And
in the end it falls down one by one before die
When
we’re in love
Everything
will be showed as pretty as the rainbow
Paint
the colorful story inside
Whether
it’s red or pink until grey and black
Love
isn’t just about
A
guitar instrument which always sounds harmony with its symphony
Isn’t
just about Nil which always flowing calm
But
love is also about the broken guitar’s string
And
about the Niagara waterfall which can drop everything down cruelly
Love
is life happiness and the sorrows of life
I wrote this
poem based on the story of mine. About the story in the past related with love.
And now I realized that love needed two people who have mature, understand one
another, care each other, trust, and honesty. Because love isn’t something you
can play with.
