Love the Love
Love the Love
In the commotion of the thoughts
somewhere I found you
disguised along with the tumults.
As they say, love is always a riddle
that winks at you.
It was me probing -
in the deepest and the darkest;
for the warmth of the paramour
not knowing the lust and the zest
to the jester of my mind.
Thou art cherishing the love
that which isn't "just like that"
It was me who pondered
about "made for each other"
for the sake of the pathos.
It's all over
the betrayal,
the bleeding heart,
They -
taught me the bitter but the better
They walk over leaving us,
teaching me the lesson for life.
Love yourself!
Grateful is my heart to thee
to this lesson which -
I failed to practice a long ago.
Thy brain which pushed
me to the zone of victory.
Lesson that I will
Throb rather than exist!
Thine ex who is never an X again!