Literature and Love

When asked a question to a student of Literature, He made no move, stood still like a pitiful creature, All his knowledge and intelligence faded away, Darkness overloaded, there is no sign of any ray, Oh, students, so full of youth and fire, Your minds so quick, your hearts so dire, But when it comes to Literature, you all sigh, For love and romance is where your thoughts lie. Shakespeare and Milton, they bore you to death, But talk of love, and you'll hold your breath, You'd rather swoon over words of sweet nothings, Than, delve into the depths of great literature's workings. You say you want to be poets and writers, But all you do is a dream of love's delighters, You'll never truly master this literary art, If all you do is stare at your lover's shapely craft. So go ahead, students, and chase your heart's desire, But don't be surprised when you're left with nothing but mire, For love may be grand, but literature is eternal, And without it, your words will forever be infernal. Muhammad Shahid Hussain 19 January, 2023