Devan Babu
Zafin Software Centre of Excellence
Being Single
Being single is the curse of time
Living the life in gleeful demeanor
Veiling the anguish, enthralled by past,
All I need was someone to love me
Like a forlorn pappus, I floated
Dazzled by the salubrious perfidy of love
I lurched and lurched in the wind of fate
Bustling towards my baffling destiny
There were no more likes or dislikes
Cuddling all those proffered throbbing
Little time to wait and mourn
As I know the end is near
Being single is the bliss of time
Far away from the thrall of affinity
No one to fetter, nothing to expect,
All I need is to love myself