Admiration of Fancy Intuition..
The world admires,
false and fancy intuitions..
Rejecting the real tone of life,
that strikes straight, like a sharp knife..
Breathing is never a fanciful game,
to follow blind tales, to gain a temporary name..
People, do realize that you exist, not for the same,
so heartbeat holds a rhythm, saying Love Dove, for all to tame..
Admire the real love,
that is, masterly mysterious now..
Hatredness, deeply in thoughts sow,
to eliminate the affection and uphold falsehood, so new..