Pain In Disguise

A passing daydream, lasting for a nanosecond;

That’s what a petty love is.

You gravely miss something that’s mortal;

Your heart rusts, acceding to a pointless longing.

Knowing you’d be left with indelible scars;

And yet you let the alacrity of love swallow you whole.

When the burning passion becomes dust,

You’re no different than a marionette;

A scorched Earth, an island of void

Constantly bawling over the mortal that’s left you hanging.

Don’t love, don’t love,

For you are nebulous of what love is.

Hush, halt,

For you are never alone.

And when you ponder if there’s love that lasts for eternity;

Glance at your Lord.

He’s always there, watching in taciturnity;

Silently beckoning you to return;

Back to the path of righteousness, of no avarice and dejection.

#poetry