O Love!!
Do you even exist?
Do you have an escape?
Do you also give smiles or just
tears have your ways?
O wait!!
Are you an illusion?
But I thought between two fighting souls
you were the mere solution;
Do you welcome everyone,
or you are also the selective type?
Are you the necter to the dry heart or
the salt to the wounded soul?
O Dear Love!!
To your surprise
you are disguised;
You are an unfinished poem for the poet;
You are an arid road for the thristy;
You are a tasteless wine for the sober;
You are an unwanted passion for the filthy;
You are an excruciating journey for the tired;
You are an irresistible feeling for the sensitive;
And,
you are an undeserving privilege for the player;
Maybe,
you are just a simple thought or
you can also be a a simple talk
O Love!!
What matters is the fact,
from every chunk
that you are ready to distract;
Ultimately,
All you remember is what you gave,
ignoring back a lot what gets left
O Love!!
Do you even exist?
– Jigyasa Mishra
Petrichor 