Cognizance Comments

An ash without fire is a riddle................. love nowadays beautifully crafted....very nice

And in no time you are seen Walking along a quiet street alone When eyes meet eyes You look down and down into abyss most wonderful imagery of a relationship gone sour.

This is how modern love begins and ends....! In the speed of a wild West wind, love blows leaving one head over heels in love, but like a tempest it sweeps away and annihilates peace of mind and all finer sentiments and subsides leaving behind only wreckage in its mad fury! Beautifully portrayed the sporadic birth and death of love! I give you a 10

the love we loved is not love, very true, great one..