People run behind love
And often face heartbreak
Still the proclivity of humans
Is to keep it in warm embrace
Often saw couples on floor
Lost in each other’s eyes
And create themselves hot topic
For a bunch of idiots
I believe in love but which makes me happy
Which fills me with satisfaction
Not with weird thinking’s
I love to dress and obsessed
And my obsession can be seen clearly
On the countenance of those
Who are roasting watching me
I dress to impress
I live my day like last one
Coz this love my dear don’t give me pain
But happiness everyday
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