Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Noble Game

I was twenty, she was the same,
We started this noble game,
Suddenly our hearts felt so lame,
And we didn't knew who to blame.
Do we ever wonder what is love ?
Its as white as snow, as pure as dove,
Everything around seems beautiful,
Someone who hasn't been is love is surely a fool.

There were people who used to whine,
Yet we said, "You are mine,
Stay with me, everything will be fine",
Love was our weapon, love was our wine.
Do we ever wonder what is love?
Its the spice of life, it is the clove,
Every challenge seems so easy now,
We are bound together in a tow.

External disturbances soon passed away,
We started living under each others' sway,
But happy days weren't here to stay,
Our love was slowly turning gray.
Do we ever wonder what is love?
Its not an incarnation of what our dreams had wove,
It creeps like a worm through our stupid mind,
It makes us lose our sane, its leaves us blind.

Descended upon us the darkest night,
Not a single thing felt alright,
We always indulged in a fight,
Yet we wished to hold on tight.
Do we ever wonder what is love?
Its a burden that we pushed and hove,
Everything around is agony,
Love is fake, love is phony.


Post Script: What is Love ?
Love is pleasure, Love is pain,
Love makes you cry like a child again,
Love makes you discover the 'mature you',
Love is false and Love is true.
Love is wicked, Love is wise,
Love makes you strong, Love demoralize,
Love is wild and Love is tame,
Love is THE NOBLE GAME.

2 comments:

akanksha said...

if it turns gray its surely not love..............

Oritra Banerjee said...

it is .. it is ... :)