Love
We crave it, when young, in rage
Scared of it, when wise, to divulge
Love! The undeterring vice of any age
Underlines our life at every stage
What an onus laden on man
Since the “Adam”antine sin
Is it a curse or a boon?
He delivered to the whole clan
At dawn fills your bosom to the brims of thrills
But anon! Drills your heart to a well of tears
Culprit the love! The Cupid’s scourge
Always difficult to interpret it’s maze
poem by Sathya Narayana
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