Who captains love wrongly in most relation-ships
And tries to shift blames when it hits the rock
After having promised to make a blissful dock?
Who plays a second fiddle
Even when their love has gone beyond its middle
Eventually pricking their partner with heart break needle?
Who plays more of the cheating game
Yet tries hard to keep “their good names”
And climb up the ladder of fame?
Who wears lies garment of truth
In order to keep it away from their loved one’s eyes
And maintain the ironic ties?
As answers to these questions take different dimensions
I wait and watch, waiting to mention
But how true am I sure is my notion?
The girls are pointing at the boys
The boys are doing just the same
So this is truly an act of shame?
Of which none ever wants to claim
Certainly, we embark on quests to quench our thirsts
But in the long run, is the juice always worth the squeeze?
Among guys, I know am not the best
But for how long shall we be blown by this lustful breeze?
A bystander I just am
On this guys, girls debate farm.
Yes O! Who?
Nice one, bystander.
A beautiful piece, expressed in simple yet vivid pictures.