Paeans have been sung to
love.
Epics have been made around
it.
Stories and songs were woven
with it.
Cinemas replete with love run
well.
Everyone is in search of
love,
Without which the life will
be a hell.
Caught by the love, lovers
will long.
Thrown by the love, lovers
will pine.
Love is only selfish emotion.
It gives joy to the one who
loves,
Undeterred by lack of
response.
It gives pain when going
awry.
To have romantic love in some
And get it reciprocated
Is an overwhelming and
obsessive
Need of human, termed as
Limerence.
13.11.2011
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