When love hits hard,the mind gets mired;
The brain takes a holiday after being tired.
Love is a kind of possessive peppermint
predating its prey without slightest hint.
The kick of love is surpassed by its sidekicks,
Who make lovers suffer sudden pinpricks.
Every love feigned,is basically ill conceived;
Every lover wrong,sees their love undelivered.
Chasing and choosing are faster than matching.
Fast track love has to fabricate a lot of patching.
But patched love ends up as a paperback edition
Whose lines read in between,presuppose attrition.
A union of mismatched minds,waits to be broken
When love leaves the head hazy,hitting the turban.
P.Chandrasekaran.
"Every love feigned is basically ill conceived;
ReplyDeleteEvery lover wrong sees their love undelivered."
True.
But the course of true love never runs smooth as observed by Shakespeare!