Why enthrall at the decoy of L'Amour?
Ah! din't you notice that Cupid is blind and winged?!
Marvel at the split paint, an art to some eye.
Unstrung is your lyre of hope, sombre your music.
Drowned, your mirth in yesterdays dirt;
Living the illusion you spun with care.
Alas! When he flapped his large wings,
you lost appetite to become a bird.
Voices of fear by night, faces of dread by dawn.
Caught in the fire of reality, a sparkle you ignored.
Now, the heat of embers dry up the oasis of your comfort.
Why did love stop you from loving??
Rejuvenate, reincarnate, revive.
blind to hull and liberty weighed on shoulders,
he flies, searching a home for stay.
Ah!din't you notice, that Cupid is blind and winged.
Discern the truth your mirror reflects in this universe.
Overlook quondam with valor and mettle.
Trust the stay attached to your mast, in thunderstorms.
the current will guide you, being your patronage.
Pluck your broken strings, heal the wounds of his bow.
Paint the torn canvas green, attend the hearts waiting.
Rejoice in the gifts he showered.
Know him right, before owning him tight.
let not love stop you from loving anymore..!!!
