Below is the poem entitled WHEN LOVE DIES which was written by poet Victor Chukwuka.
WHEN LOVE DIES
Anarchy would take centre stage
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WHEN LOVE DIES
Anarchy would take centre stage
Antagonism
and affection would not fit on the same page
Surely,
peace would hide in the shadows of the dark
A journey of no return it would forever embark
A journey of no return it would forever embark
WHEN LOVE DIES
Joy
would take refuge only in the memory of the dead
Who
in their state would have peace as a daily bread
Who
would no longer have to experience mourning,
Only
they would be spared the torture of inner suffering....
WHEN LOVE DIES
Happiness,
once for broken hearts a sturdy Monolith,
Would
cease to be, spoken of only in fables and myths,
The
wings of gloom over the skies would spread,
With
the promise of fear and eternal dread
WHEN LOVE DIES
Mortals
would drop like flies,
Hope
like the mist would fade from their eyes,
Tears
would ceaselessly flow like running streams
Tranquility
that once reigned would end up a forgotten dream....
WHEN LOVE DIES
There
would be no more feasting
Neither
would there be reason for a joyful gathering.....
The
gardens of the Earth shall wail out in pain,
For
there ceases to be the hands of heaven to water them again
WHEN LOVE DIES
Gladness
would be left utterly forsaken,
As
It's life source a last bow it has taken
Sorrow
like a soldier stands guard in its place
Ready
to wipe out the human race
WHEN LOVE DIES
Joy
would go by a new name
Endless
wailing being the new song all would proclaim,
Happiness
would be laid to waste,
Its
legs would flee to the dust in speedy haste
WHEN LOVE DIES
Think
of what would become of relationships
When
Love wreaks as a ship
It's
a fate worse than death
More
painful than a wounded soldier gradually losing breath
WHEN LOVE DIES
[Where
in Christ would we nurture Hope,
How
could man possibly cope?
The
world was saved in the first instance because of Love,
No
longer would a Savior descend from above
WHEN LOVE DIES
When
LOVE is laid to rest
I
would weep my eyes out at best,
Giving
myself over as a substitute to the grave dark
Is
no big sacrifice to try bring love back
QUICK NOTES
"For we are nothing, mean nothing and can be nothing without
the guiding presence of LOVE.LOVE existing in this world of ours is everything”
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