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"Agony of Love"

Mysterious is the way love works,
the ways it torments, the way it haunts &
the way it avenges.

Cryptic & mystic in its approach,
loves plunges into its prey mercilessly
renders it helpless & pitiful.

The only art in this vague universe,
vast enough to be undeciphered & uncomprehended
by the humane reach.

Dark yet beautiful,
an eternal expedition to nothingness.

Love having a piercing & numbing effect,
sparing none in this God-forsaken place.

The excruciating pain we suffer,
devising  intolerable ordeals,
series of unfortunate events we go through.

We lose ourselves trying to conquer it
but even the glorious fails,
victorious fall to their knees,
begging for the mercy of it.

Yet we all want to fall and rise in it,
yet we all try to seek it our entire life,
yet we all yearn for it,
yet we all long for it to last forever.

But the "KIND LOVE"
the "KIND LOVE" indeed has no compassion,
it never had, it never is
it will never be ...

Love is a fallen angel,
trying to find a way back to the heaven,
trying to mend things out but with a touch of madness in it...

Unfortunately, we all are a part of that fallen angel
...alas!
#mukulsinghbisht

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