Love is painful. But we all want this suffering.

It's a pain that we can't live without. A pain we look for when a lone.
I think you penned that well

Loves are harmful
Loves are waist
It is so painful
Really painful

I think you meant waste rather then waist..
Indeed, love is painful but totally worthy because the pain only makes it stronger.

Thanks all, and yes it is waste
I believe for me, the swings in motions from joy to sorrow will always be a part of me, maybe unpreditable

Wow. "Love is filled with bruises" - love this line. The way the word "love" is followed by a dark, negative word is certainly oxymoronic and praise-worthy indeed!! I enjoy your poetry, a lot!

Hi Timothy

I am very happy for your detailed comments, I try hard to be slightly better, up to my current skills.
Kindly
Ole

You are dark in this poem, it gives me chill down the spine

Yes it is a dark poem, and refects an emotion
thanks for the comment

br
Ole