-LOVE-

Nothing is clear and all around is haze,

Don’t have a map to exit this maze,

I’ve been stuck here for quite a few days,

Enough, at least, to try all of the ways.

Once in the deceptive maze you do enter,

A thousand ways and you are stuck in the centre,

You can do nothing but just stand,

Won’t feel anything, not even the land,

All you’d need is a helping hand,

Or anything that can make it “grand,”

Falling continuously like a keeper’s sand,

Fluctuating like a new born brand.

You won’t know why people don’t fall in love,

Because you just did like a wandering dove,

Which can’t do anything but now to hover,

And everyone leaves it for it to suffer,

“Love” is a thing which you can’t cover,

Until and unless you hate your lover.

While entering it you felt so high,

No way left now but to lie,

This is the point where all of it breaks,

Just as an ocean disintegrating into lakes.

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