Thoughts and words and deeds apart,
One searches for love in every heart.
The mind refuses to believe in it;
The scientists rubbish it as a myth;
And yet it sucks one into its gravity,
Making one succumb to depravity.
Degraded souls and horrid hearts,
Yet seeking, these unseen, elusive parts.
Along with strong emotions attached,
Love comes with its share of hate latched.
How can balance be found in this;
How does one strike and not miss?
I've tried and failed and tried again,
It's just not rational, I've gone insane!
Is it a state of mind ... Or is it a mindless state ... But then again, how could the mind state something in this state ... Oh, never mind! Just enjoy the ramblings of a troubled mind, when it could some words find 