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Through the Rollercoaster: A Poem of Love's Journey

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By Moharif YuliantoPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Through the Rollercoaster: A Poem of Love's Journey
Photo by Catherine Kay Greenup on Unsplash

Love's not a constant, gentle stream,

A placid path, a sunlit dream.

It's a wild river, ever changing,

With rapids roaring, sunshine rearranging.

Love's heart, a compass, sometimes true,

But storms may come, and pull it askew.

It leads us onward, a guiding light,

But darkness falls, obscuring sight.

Your touch, a spark that ignites the soul,

A fiery passion, taking control.

My heart, a drum, a frantic beat,

Echoing the rhythm, bittersweet.

We soar to heights, on laughter's wings,

Sharing secrets, precious things.

But doubts may whisper, shadows creep,

Planting seeds of worries deep.

Misunderstandings, harsh and cold,

Like winter winds, a story untold.

Harsh words like arrows, pierce and sting,

Leaving wounds that need mending.

We turn away, in silent rage,

Building walls on a lonely stage.

Distance grows, a chasm wide,

Tears may fall, where joy once resided.

But love's embers, though dimmed and low,

Can flicker back, a gentle glow.

Apologies whispered, soft and true,

Melting the ice, starting anew.

Forgiveness blooms, a fragile flower,

Nurtured by kindness, every hour.

Lessons learned, from battles fought,

Bonds made stronger, dearly bought.

Laughter returns, a joyful sound,

As sunshine breaks through, on solid ground.

We hold each other, closer now,

Appreciating the love, somehow.

The journey continues, twists and turns,

Sunshine and storms, love that yearns.

But hand in hand, we'll face them all,

Through every rise and every fall.

For love's not perfect, a flawless gem,

But a journey shared, a diadem.

With flaws and fights, its beauty lies,

In weathered storms, and tearful skies.

So let the world see, the ups and downs,

The strength we find, on love's hallowed grounds.

"Ups and downs, I love you still,"

A constant echo, through every thrill.

This love, a tapestry, richly sewn,

With threads of joy, and threads of moan.

But in its entirety, we see,

A love that's fierce, and meant to be.

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About the Creator

Moharif Yulianto

a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook

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  • Margaret Brennan2 years ago

    so beautiful and extremely well said.

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