Love Is Love..... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Love hits our hearts.
We lose our minds.
It ails very hard.
In very many kinds!

Heads go above the clouds.
And dreams play the stars!
Thoughts kick on the box.
And things turn rabbits or a fox!

Love is cancer and panacea.
It`s like a tumor in mind.
Benign or malignant!
It kills appetite and earns insomnia!

It catches you like cold
When you sweat or get wet!
No extra vitamin-C can help.
All anecdotes just fail to help!

It`s like a pest that hides in crops
What we chew to be on the tops!
No fertilizer can ward it off.
We get to peaks and have steep falls!

Yet we need it as we need air.
We must play it fair or unfair!
For many it works like a magic.
For many it turns very tragic!

Love hits our hearts.
We lose our minds.
It ails very hard.
In very many kinds!