Intentions toward … ‘bout ladies is quite wicked in your head
The more you go familiar with obsession, more it indulges you ahead
Your thoughts ‘bout love gone changed
Love's overwhelmed with disrespect, no strange
Marriages go ruined, relations get crushed, faith’s being destroyed just cos of lust-crush
Students attracting teachers. Teachers ain’t no more real preachers
Every heart’s being swung sadistically with love-norms that’s one greeting from love-reapers
Ye - the world full of dreams so dreamer everyone is,
No strange you’re sad. Its reason’s simplistically belonged to infatuated analogies
If you ask me: "Is love one reason to pain? Does it spoil every religion, chivalrous faith?"
I'll say... utter “No", but probably, quite “Yes”…
The more you go addicted to it, more it’ll indulge you & then spit, Embarrassingly Embarrass
Either you treat it right or quench its hunger, forlorn…
Neither love has ev’r changed nor will it ev’r be changed, Go Home!
Ps. Just thinking:
Everyone wants to treat love the way they want to which becomes the reason as well as one systematically unsystematic cause to their "unwanted" pain. So, if one asks .. how to love .. ? Then its answer'd be quite manifested that... "First control your heart (which's tough enough but not impossible doing.) & then "get learned" how "it loves"."
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