Frail Love
When love is weak, it cannot build an abode Frail will and no deep purpose to lay a foundation Pretence boldly narrated with the masks on Lust is revered and greeted with lot of excitement Nothing displeasures when there is no purpose A soul cannot stay without an abode for long Deprived and neglected in the wayward journey Only a realization that comes too late in life That … Continue reading Frail Love