• 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
    No,
    Not the aftermath,
    But the beginning of your devastating life.

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