The Intoxicating Love
Ever wondered why a blushing rose,
Looks old and shriveled after a while.
Why the bright sun veils itself
Behind orb of the night?
Every time tsunami hits an island,
It leaves a great havoc behind.
Like dust arising from the Haboob,
Destroying my wide opened eyes.
This explains my love to you
Not the aftermath,
But the beginning of your devastating life.