Brimming with colours of gaiety,
Is the life of a lover,
Brilliant as ever,
Fostering the games of a deity,
Loving the lures of a flower,
Charming as ever.
Uncertain is his gamut,
Selfless love is his input,
Fights dauntlessly humans,
With follies many as never,
The seeker doesn’t stop,
But climbs the hill top,
Where love for him will gather,
Thorns few are always due.
( Sometimes we have to face difficulties in our love life.)
