Is it Love or Addiction?
How can heaven live without its angel? Nobody knows, yet I wonâ€™t complain Because I cannot bear to say farewell, And all addicts crave candy-coated pain. In terms of shine, she would outlast the Sun And her eyes are deeper than the ocean, Yet I feel impaled by a harpoon gun Due to her spiritless emotion. Should Deathâ€™s vile shadow envelop her soul I would become a mere shell of despair; Because, as hell burns its anthracite coal, I would yearn for your fatal, loving care. The cause of my undying love for her, Is the hypnotism of her allure.
It is a Shakespearean sonnet about the universal theme of love.