• the_illiterate_poet 22w

    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.