Poem: Mystery of Love
- Anjana S
- Nov 27, 2020
- 1 min read
She keeps longing for it,
Like a poor mother,
In search of her lost son.
She's passionate for it,
Like two young lovers,
Sharing a kiss.
She surrenders before it,
Like a guilty murderer,
Regretting the crime committed.
Though she's undoubtedly in need of it,
No actual answer awaits,
To what it truly is.
It is indeed a mystery,
And she, just another mere creature,
Striving to solve it.
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