Does love ever shuffle,
Swinging to and fro,
Closer at time, then away further,
Mirroring a pendulum in dwindle.
Have you seen love to spin,
From one heart to another,
Just like a rolling dice,
Zero now, six may come in a bit.
Or does love also change,
Just like those tinted seasons,
Warming sunlight in Frozen winter,
To tearful eyes of rainy summer.
And is love able to swap colours,
From rosy pink to flame red,
Eventually to the color of dead.

Does love of momentary flings,
Fails you to recall,
Purest sentiment,
Or bonding of situational feelings,
Ever make abandon,
Your soulmate.
Do the heart ever trembles,
Switching kiss to another pair of lips,
Do hands long for pure senses,
While you embrace someone else,
And did your soul ever feel the pain,
Dark nightmares your lover survived.

Versions of stupid and crazy love,
And countless feelings to stumble,
Happily ever after,
To full of lust,
Enduring many decades,
To diminishing so fast.
Feelings are always real,
Though not people are,
Hearts are broken,
Yet emotions are rare.
Trust your instinct in thick and thin,
Love hard only yourself,
Let the world sink in !!!