In this life of ambiguity
Every time when love beckons you
Your mind may get down to uneasiness
Because of some strange fear enclosed around you.
Yes, the fear of getting hurt again
But now you have to proffer your love again
To someone who is aching for it
To someone who you can't see through your naked eyes
Yes, to your own soul, shower it with your love
to that extend that your zest and aura
rejects anyone who doesn't know your worth
Sure, it will heal your scars and mend your soul
by bestowing the happiness you deserve