Love by chance,
In multiple glance,
High on libido,low on romance
True love,oh no ! Its just a fantasy
Flawed fulfilment of desires and ecstasy
Where exactly one finds love,
In the pages of books which you last read
Or in the gestures of crush in your head
Sometimes in coffee shops sipping cappuccino
Others in those movie halls while finding nino
Or waiting for the bus in last row
Or with a pal as together you grow
Sometimes in a crowd as you collide
Or with a colleague sitting just beside
Sometimes while chatting with unknown
Or scrolling pictures in notifications shown
Countless ors ,infinite sometimes
'The one' is only with whom you chimes
But this is illusion since no one rhymes.
High on libido,low on romance
True love,oh no ! Its just a fantasy
Flawed fulfilment of desires and ecstasy
Where exactly one finds love,
In the pages of books which you last read
Or in the gestures of crush in your head
Sometimes in coffee shops sipping cappuccino
Others in those movie halls while finding nino
Or waiting for the bus in last row
Or with a pal as together you grow
Sometimes in a crowd as you collide
Or with a colleague sitting just beside
Sometimes while chatting with unknown
Or scrolling pictures in notifications shown
Countless ors ,infinite sometimes
'The one' is only with whom you chimes
But this is illusion since no one rhymes.
A great sense of illusionary love in these lines. Good work
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