Love is a fandom or agony,
A single or a flower of mahogany,
A feeling which can make this life blessed,
Or a thing whoever will get life would curse them,
Is it a sensation of existence or a vague thing?
Does it represent the void or light?
Whether is it an ambassador of sadness or representative of happiness?
Is it a lake of heaven worth diving into?
Or a hell worth running away from?
Is it the sign of aligning stars or the beginning of destruction?
Is it a fruitful way of living?
Or a tasteless sense of choosing?
May be it is just nothing but love,
May be not the alignment of stars,
Or colliding of comets or oneness of souls or hearts,
May be the moment or living,
Where two human being decides their life together,
Which pull them together or push them apart,
May be it's a both,
A fandom and agony,
A hype and a troll!
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
