Word have proven deceitful
Relationships but mere contrivances
Love songs rational mumbles
Commitments filled with stumbles
Everything has got a con
In fact all known victories have got a struggle
Just like how each choice has got its consequence
Mine is but a predicament
Man is to err & weakness is but one
Tales have been lived despite the deceit & contrivances
Some worth dying for while others……………………..
In deed i tried my best, taking chances to find the vices
But baffled i was, baffled i’m still
They claim Love is blind but i suppress that
I think you’re perfect…..NAY…..
I’m sure you’re perfect
Perfect in any imaginable way
I find your visage pretty cute you know, &your personality, totally stellar
Splendid would be an understatement
Honestly, I like you, pretty much i’d say
& imagining of a novel
I know we’d meet on the very first page
Coz I’ve got a feeling ours would be great
And just to predict the last lines I’d quote
He turned at her cutely sentimental eyes.
Pulled closer & brushed her lips against his.
Obsessively they belonged, belonged to their ever after.
Which had dawned bright & warm.