What is love?
Love is a dream,
a bubble.
When you pop is bubble,
you broke your dream,
and you broke your heart.
What is love?
Love is a fantasy,
a story.
When the fantasy ends,
you've finished your story.
and your heart is withered.
What is love?
Love is a feeling,
a feeling that you cannot control;
a feeling that would hurt you;
a feeling that would fulfill you;
a feeling that can bring you to heaven
and drop you into hell.
What is love?
Love is a knife,
that's sharp on both end.
When it hurts one person,
the other will also get 'injured'
I know this poem doesn't rhyme, but just give me some coments, review,thanx