What Is Love
The great men of arts
Did ponder on the matter of Hearts.
What is love?
Was the big question
Is it an obssession?
A sensation?
Or merely a Deception?
In my opinion,
Love is the combusion,
And the compassion
Of being Pampered
Inspite of being Bad-tempered!
Love can strike only Once
And when it does, it makes us Pounce!
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