Well in spirit of the spooky season,

to say love is joyous
is a luxury of the pompous
for whom love is just the word
only they dare say something this absurd

love is torture and its insane
its melancholia coursing through your veins
its an intangible addiction
its reality’s greatest fiction

tragedy is not how it ends
the cruelty lies in its commence
innocent souls it ensnares
making a man care, plaguing him with nightmares

its a passion driven by fear
and the tighter one holds his dears
the more, the hearts ache in despair
the longer does this ailment fare

the poison of love if one did drink
his own heart shrivels and shrinks
for it stops dancing to the harmony
and embraces the thrill of agony

the devil pulled the greatest trick
to make the world believe it doesn’t exist
that love itself is the saving gift
and now love is all, a man’s heart can sing

love is the apple, that made god seeth
when adam ate, he was bitter to the teeth
it burns the heart, and burns the soul
burns the compassion to the core

for love is a passion of raging fire
an ailment of addiction so dire
disguised as heaven’s light, its hell’s pyre
cause the devil apparently loves satire

and what better would be his vengeance
when the sin we choose is remembrance
a homage to his stance so vehement
for he was the angel who loved.. and then came the banishment

love is the sweetest lie we opt in
love is how the angels sin
and the world would have ended in ice
had this passion not been a few men’s demise

is it necessary or is it evil
we can never measure its upheaval
it has brought a man to his knees
and made him conquer land beyond the seas

the helen was of troy and achilles was merely a boy
juliet was fiction sensationalized bard and his diction
wars are fought for peace
whatever puts your mind at ease

we all want to be good, justifying a sin, as we should
for all is fair in war, the first word escapes us all
cause cruelty is a cruel way to describe
something so beautiful and kind

it slithers in our hearts and minds
makes a man pick up knives
makes the honest lie and hide
fuels the devil deep inside

and that's how he changed the tide
cause force can fail but love will abide
lying isn’t believing, but believing is what we did
for we thought love to be true, and we all have sinned

well i’m so proud of this one there are so many things i hid in these, the words and the references, believe me you don’t know (i’m not that well of a writer i guess or else you would have known!!) – i can write a whole blog about that!

Also that image just makes me think of the Bon Jovi song – You give love a bad name, wish i could play a guitar like that 🙁