Ploy
Ploy
You are the herb whose elixir,
I want to slurp.
Yes, you are the herb whose elixir,
I want to slurp
To cure the disease
That the melancholic life has inflicted.
Don't know why
Don't know why life has become so hostile?
Is it its ploy to bring you to my side for rendering a plethora of love and unique happiness?
