O Love…..
You are a seraphic deception…
remember those eyes and hearts, you deluded with,
how unkindly behave was that!!!
You duped them cunningly,
and now they are victimised to your baneful hymn… I love you.
O Love…
You are the sole monarch of your own kingdom,
you expect loyalty from your mass proving yourself as disloyal.
Jealousy, possession, solitude, broken hearts….
all are your armoured weapons to make you a triumphant ruler,
And you ruled audaciously.
O Love…
I wonder how adamantine you are!!!
those rumpled innocence and crumpled emotions never bothered you at all,
you still stand shameless...without a wink of repent.
O Love…
You propelled me to hate you and I receded,
fear has never been the reason.
As I wished an offset from the threshold
but never wished to envision you there,
I was unfortunate.
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