as the cosmos of brains watch meI watch
where my love has got lost
is love that exotic
I never knew til date
I Know love is a scientific reality
but my horrific know how
simply failed to know where is my love
I have stopped to hope
but my environs say a tone
that doesn't meet the rhythm of my heart
I do ask my self
whom should I refer to
but what love shall bring to me
is it peace of mind
may be exotic nerves
or
say homeliness
I am a misfit spoilt genius
I know it too too well
whether that love shall have a realistic world with me
or another forms of whims of the Nature
I know
Nature doesn't know the definition of
love and cruelty
is that
my love shall stand that cruelty
But I do ask myself
whether love evokes the strength
or weakness at the nerves
Probably I am not competent enough
to know the nuances of love
My heart asks
its too horrific for me
is Nature that cruel
I say
Yes my dear heart
Nature is even more cruel
my heart gets shivered up
I try to pacify this spoilt chap with me
but its shivers go infinite
I fail to find
whom should I support
me my self
or my love
source: Neha.c.Mehta. Shipra.v
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