Love and Pain

The more broken is your heart,
the higher are the walls to protect it,
and the lesser are the chances
for the right love to climb in.

But, heartbreak is like a scar you see,
it happens once
but you carry it forever
in between the lines on your palms,
and every time after that
when love tries
to come close to you,
you stare at those lines
and it reminds you of nothing
but unbearable pain
and irreparable hurt,
a cursed fate and innumerable efforts
thrown away in the dirt.

One. Two. Three. Four.
How many can you go through
until you realise
love isn’t everything sweet and gentle,
with soft music playing
in the background
and promises of happily ever after
spilling from your lover’s mouth?
How many heartbreaks
until you realise
it’s like carrying an anchor
inside your chest?

Well, sorry to break it down for you
but love IS pain.
It is like keeping your heart
on the bed of nails.
It Is like pushing yourself
off the edge without even thinking.
It is breaking, weeping
and days of suffering.

There’s no perfect fairytale.

It took me years to believe in this,
but at least now I’m not blind,
for I understand the power
of the waves which will hit me
if just in case I take a dive,

love is an ocean you see,
some days the waves are calm
but on the others,
they hit you hard,
so hard that you drown.

–parul nigam