Myths Of Love Poem by akram saqib

CUPID
I believe in love
I feel for it
It is my faith
It is my writ
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longings of my heart
And my aspirations
Not at all escape
All my desperation s
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Sit before me
I want to gaze
Never ending beauty
That ever amaze
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VENUS
Heard she with passion
And then she spoke
Your futile efforts
Can not evoke
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Can not I promise
Fidelity love emotions
these are pity matters
Old tales and notions
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CUPID

O, GOD, what have you said
Feelings of love are now dead
You say it real and call it a fact
Or just face saving like tact
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But o dear of mine I want
To love And catch the time
with sacred emotions
want to be sublime
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Venus
O naive fellow
Why are you in a row?
And want to be sublime
Have lot of money and extra time?
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Suppose you go sublime
And become a sky
The stars of red tears
Would fill up your eye
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