Gughan A G
Infosys
Let there be love
Haunting the mornings, the soulless legacies,
Scorned at my heart for its paining ecstacy
Weeping my heart out and counting sanity
Heaping your memories that's wrecking agony.
Tangled in charms , I was tricked into your void
Chasing your fragrance , a luring fine decoy
Lately, I cognize your elegant cruelty
Oh Lady ! I'm burning in the fire you kept in me
Of all the morbid ways of slaying a soul
You chose love as your legitimate tool
Your baffling glimpse hauls my heart apart
Mine wits went numb as a warm retort
Drenched and deluded by the lilt of your voice ,
Repulsing your charm was the least of my choice.
Let my heart be crumbled and a pain eternal ,
You shall be my love , my light , torching up the hell.