Japalaa

In shadows of his heart, Japalaa did dwell,

A tale of love, a story he would tell.

He found a love as bright as morning's ray,

But soon would learn it could not always stay.

Their hearts entwined, a passionate embrace,

Yet time and circumstance would mar their grace.

He pondered deeply, on a starry night,

If love's sweet bond was worth the painful fight.

He realized, as tears streamed down his face,

That love and loss can leave an empty space.

The ache of parting, the bitter tears shed,

He wished he'd never ventured down love's thread.

For in that moment, the truth became clear,

It's better not to love than live in fear.

To taste the sweetest fruit, then watch it fade,

Can be a cruel and heartrending charade.

So Japalaa, with heavy heart, did see,

That love's sweet agony was not to be.

In solitude, he found a somber peace,

A bittersweet release, a love's decease.