Poesy aren’t the features of life always
Getting it done isn’t rhythmic always

Tornado is always a flow of unproved emotions
And a gathering of unwanted emotions

Infatuation is always the driving force
Deception is what’s free on course

Involvement is always a caressing distress
Never ever comes in mind the realities to express

Aromatic is always the time you are together
Jubilant are always the spaced interventions

Enigmatic always, are the future and its vengeance
Blurred it becomes when the reality commences

I say:
Do check if you are backing the wrong horse
You are devouring all your chances good or worse
Snares of love are deceived by flares and shafts
After all
“A good song is good, as long as it lasts”.