Love, a word or world in itself,
Is it gods grace or curse itself.
Love makes you blind, its true,
Only some had made it, its few,
Its true, you look world with loves eyes
You forget things once, twice or thrice.
Things go worst when you are student,
You say things you didn’t meant,
Around the love your world moves,
You forget Newtons law, you have reasons to choose.
Hours go waiting to say her hi!!
And so sweetly, caringly she says bye bye!!
You’re happy now, she made your day,
You are speechless, happy ‘n’ nothing to say.
Its exam-time dates are near,
Its study time failing is fear,
Open your notes, you see her face,
You try to concentrate n loose your pace.
Results are in n you are out,
Plane of love crashes as parents shout.
Suddenly mind comes to place,
As you get a slap on your face.
Love is divine, it isn’t a crime.
But studying is the goal which is prime…..
Submitted by Shivsagar.