Mon Belle Amour

{I: Impossible}

Hoping for the impossible,
Despite all the constraints being visible,
Is what makes one feeble
Little by little.

Yet,
This burning desire,
Just like the flames of fire,
Prevailing over all sorts of fear,
Makes one strive
Towards one's dear
Overlooking all the hardship
That one bears
Putting in
A lot of blood,sweat and tears.

QUAZI