When The Love Ruins Poem by Ishor K.C

The love ruins every time

but we take the chances.

We give chance to the heart. It kicks always.

Yet, we take the chances.



When Initial openings fail

The lightening of pain strikes

Pinch flows in axons + dendrites

Yet, we take the chances



It takes infinite to heal

Brain plea the heart..no more please

Thoracic heart pounds and bounds

gazes, glances, peeps, looks, watch

....another chance



Another light strike



This time heart is sorry for brain.

its too late for brain to incarnate