Paradox of something called Love!!

Life was like a sunless garden

With all the flowers dead in it

Too heavy burden of hatred

Difficult to hold every beat

Suddenly I saw a flare of hope coming near

& decided to stick with love because

Hate was too great burden to bear

Heart felt something 

that was invisible to eyes

Love found me in dark days

When everything seem to be lies

I made a choice to fall for

An irresistible desire to be

Irresistibly desired sculpture

Grooming the pure eternity and infinity

paradox of something called love

A smoke made with fume of sighs

Pulling myself up from the feeling of being vanity

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