The Bridge


LOVE–a four-letter word
that though it sound so simple
and too ordinary,
or very elementary–
to others maybe,
but not for me.

For though the word
may really seems so common,
but when we seek
in our hearts,
we have to delve deeper,
to know
what the act truly means.

For if there’s one powerful word,
that we share in common,
other than life and death–
it is love.
For in its name we are born;
for its sake we are raised;
and only for its glory,
we are remembered best. 

I cry and anguish,
when lovers fall weak;
when they let fear,
anger,
envy,
jealousy,
prejudice,
ambitions,
differences,
doubts,
insecurities,
tragedies,
catastrophes,
tribulations,
calamities,
downfalls
and defeats–
kill love and tear them apart.

Coz no matter how hard
a relationship falls apart;
no matter how bitter the ending could be,
it remains
in our hearts–
for it exist
even long before
we are brought
to earth.
This is why
the Holy Book says,
“LOVE NEVER FAILS?”
Why can’t we take
God’s words for it?

For even the meanest felons,
and the ruthless criminals–
they too fall.
It’s just that
fate
most of the time
is unfair
that it treats us unevenly,
or maybe just as how
we treat love
so differently.

Weakened by evils
in all faces of adversities,
we often surrender to fate
and retreat to destiny.
Inflicted by the devil,
we mercy kill
the love within.
So we let our demons rule–
and we leave love unattended,
deserted,
doubted,
mocked
and taken for granted,
when it is
the most precious thing
worth cherishing forever
and ever,
and ever,
and beyond.

But no matter
how fate could be cruel,
I tell you,
love
ain’t
goin’ away.
For once it touches our hearts,
oh,
it is there to stay!

For even in absence;
amidst distance,
and against all odds,
love remains.
It could move a little,
or might not be
in our very core,
but it is there–
always there–
deep,
deep,
deep down there.

For more powerful
than the blood
running in our veins:
Love,
in defiance of fate,
remains–
and will always
remain!

Because,
only love
has the power
to make us whole,
or bury us alive
in the deepest hole.

But,
if we hang on to it,
no matter how rough
the challenges could be,
and regardless how tough
its ironies may seem,
faith will walk us through
the beautiful bridge of happiness.
And all we gotta do,
is just to hang on.

Because,
it is never about falling.
For love survives
and thrives
only
by holding on.
How I know?
Please.
Please,
please, please believe me,
I am going through it all.

 
 
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