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Love is a crime,

Love is a game….

Play it wise..or you’ll be insane…

Behold the curse upon it’s name…love is a crime….driving me insane……

Fallen souls pay tribute to this rhyme….,

love is eternal….It doesn’t count time…..

As painfull it may seem, i have in between…..

to cut away the feelings that wants to break my heart…

Love creates ambition……..

thy shall not rest..till a dagger pierces thy heart,

why need enemies, when love is there..

it will provide joy and sorrow as long as you want…

the fact indeed when someone is in need for expression of thy heart……….

But one day i shall be free…

that will make you cry…but you won’t see me..

enough is enough…..shall i suffer along this passage taken for long i will be gone………

flying….flying…flying in the sky ..

the breeze kept me alive so i shall see you again..

not avenge my misery but to ask why my love…

I had a final look at her and said my goodbye…till we meet again was her reply…………..

i paused for a second and felt something deep…..

i heard a voice that said,

"love is a crime………love is a game..play it wisely or you will be insane",

i loved her with all of my heart….but it did not meant anything right from the start…

i wonder have i gone mad….staring at her picture, and turning time back………this is how i fade off with the misery of life..

trust me my friends,

in love…war shall arise but why sacrifice?

LOVE IS INSANE, but why am i in vain……………….?

X_pressed by,

RAJ