Yes, today I tell you about naïvety,
Our bright moments all got faded,
Up high above the sky love took you,
Raze you did my love to ground.
Hardworking is a trait of the naïve,
Escaping is the trait of others.
As innocent they might behave,
They might not be dupable.
Innocent people work dedicatedly,
Not the saying the same for smart ones.
Yelp they often for help,
Often they do so for ease,
Underworking lifelong,
Resting most of the time.
Lies you construed for convenience,
Infinite and uncountable lies,
Fife of carelessness you played,
Especially in your romantic life.
Wish they do for an easy life,
Ill they unintentionally wish for you,
Long they will for an expert,
Lastly they will follow their lazy heart.
Teeming with tears your eyes are left,
An aching heart eventually gives away,
Keen to relax with your love they are,
Eastward or westward escape won't help you.
You will rue your actions one day,
Our memories you might forget,
Unto paradise youth will not come.
Down the whirlpool of memories I sink,
Of your guilt you will also feel bad,
Win my heart you did with your naïvety,
Now you are matured as self-centred.
Taste you will many serums,
Of different people they will be.
Another Atul won't cross your way.
Bringing any friends won't help,
Ringing any relatives won't either,
Of loneliness it will be a big hell,
The dome of love you despise,
Have it your way right now,
Enjoy now when you can,
L*ife will settle scores...
I want my heart back.
HP Poem #1295
©Atul Kaushal
