Skies start to seem like beauty,
Watering flower is no more duty.

Sun rays that now seems rainbow,
Sunrise that could give afterglow

Heart that stopped at the sight,
Without wings flew to great height.

Heart that beats slow and fast  on one time,
Heart that would cry on his breaking crime.

Wind that now sings new song,
Attraction which at every meeting becomes strong.

why? oh! why?
Is this what is called love?
No.

When heart cries on him being ill,
When break up doesn't end thing.

When moving on is like death,
then you will understand depth.

When every other boy is like brother,
When look and care no more bother.

Then my friend you are in love,
because nothing matters ,
no sunshine,
no rainbows,
no heart beat,
no emotions,
no looks,
no pain,
no care,
nothing,
only love does and love will.