Was the love fake?
I inquired!
Was it for one's personal motive?
I asked,
I thought and saw, the one who is Love
Did give HIS all from above,
Why then the fake becoming so real
And what's real being push away as wasted peel
Because from afar the lie's smells like a good meal,
Love now is becoming a deal
Inorder to fake a seal ,
As a bet they sit and appeal
But on our knees we will pray,
Not to become a prey
Of the fake love and affection
Which will take away our compassion
And attention and leaves us behind with no vision to be accomplished.

© Ancient A Mysteries 💎