Love was not a winsome feeling in between them,
But it was a bond of adjectival and credible of their relationship.
Fall in love is a natural slat,
Which makes someone in a queerly world of immensities.
It was an alliance of truth and faith,
That keeps them in some redolent days of satiny.
When it becomes a poky reationship,
They dogged towards each other in a sorrel shine.
Their hearts melts like an ice,
Under a prissy amiable sunbeam.
They can’t stay comfortably even without seeing,
Each other during their regular precipitate schedules.
Sparkles of affection deeply rooted into,
that young affable teens for countable months.
Presumably once they realizes that the departure,
Is just a specious convection errands around them.
Image credits: Thattathin Marayathu (Google)
I’m specially dedicating this post for the present TEENS! 🙂 🙂