Enigmatic colours of love

Sometimes I feel

Love is the greatest blessing that bestowed on us by God
It gives the feeling of being alive
It gives us the happiness to blossom
It gives us the courage to face the world
It gives the glory to touch the stars
It gives us the hope, faith and power of being complete

But sometimes I feel

Love is the cruelest curse

It gives us the feeling of death before death

It gives us the pain to decay
It takes away the strength to stand on our own feet
It vanished us to the endless tunnels of Darkness
It gives the eternal agony, torture and dooms to fade
Boon or curse
still don’t know
but each time love unreveals its

new enigmatic colours.

-SHAMBHAVI