I was on the verge of exhilaration, 

when the moment first it striked me.

The world seemed to be a heaven,

and the people as divine angels.

My wings spread in my imaginations,

and I almost found my destination.

Uncertain of the fact,

that this feelings are just guests.

Happiness for a few days,

and drive back to their nests.

Life seemed to be a battlefield,

after a month or so,

this criminal called Love,

leaves you to the pavilion called sorrow.

At the onset it shows you paradise,

and hell in the end,

a ruinous life it makes,

that impels you to offend.