Who want failure but we are destined to fall?
In love there are thorns of pangs,known to all,
Hearts Screctly shelters in the pall,
Like an hideous insect seek shelter in fire bright ,Attract by the light.
And lost life forever, suffered from a lot of plights.
Some devils of love with the charm of an angel come to us and torn our heart
and drank our blood.
She took our soul and flown away.
We groan in pain with a broken heart.
©subirmitra
S