Love
Love is a mirage,
True or false! Those savage dew drops;
Young and old, in every age
Involve, frustrate, exasperate;
Walk the desert or run to catch
So desperate; you slither!
Just watching a sandstorm in a wine glass,
Sip it to choke? You wither!
Love is a bane,
Wear on your face, sleeve or neck;
Feels good? Looks good? What the heck?
Walks through you, burns you in hell;
Anyways, “All's well that ends well!”
Absent where most wanted,
Else scattered so unwanted!
Body or soul? Where do you cache?
Love is a boon,
Multiple rainbows! Smiling eyebrows!
Fulfilled? Need nothing?
Musical rains, crickets sing!
Glass with nectar;
Half empty or half filled? Why care!
On a beach, under the sun, lie bare;
Hold the hands of the watch, it’s so rare!
Love is a fluke,
Didn’t happen, yearned so long;
Spur-of-the-moment thing!
Got it! I was wrong.
Not everyone’s cup of tea;
You have lion’s share. Me, not a pea!
It’s life dude, hang in there!
Wait and watch for your share.
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