Love taught me,
hate is viper,
With which we hunt our shadows,
Love is breeze blowing us to life,
A scenting fume that encapsulates,
A delicious meal that starves us rot,
Enchantment spill which draw us to crush,
Slippery walk and can lead us to crash,
A joyous being that aid our walk,
From land of mess, up to the moon,
Space of serene calm and cool,
To live in love is to live a life.



© Yasir Iliyas Sulaiman