You win love!when you lose your heart,
For your passion!
And you don't know,
What would find its way,
To mesmerise like a momentary spark,
Forever!
Reasonings can be discovered,
Said in some flashy words,
But the drive that drives within,
Remains like a sweet pain of pleasure!
A sweet pleasure for pain!
You would like to feel again,
Which makes you laugh,
Which makes you cry,
Which makes you live,
Till the time you die!
And at the time of death,
You will have that only regret,
That your love for your passion,
Is losing it's heart!
It isn't your fault,
But perhaps,someone somewhere,
Would want you to made for,
Something else or maybe the same!
In. a different viscera,with that same old soul!
That would search for that passion,
For another life's goal.
© Avik Datta Gupta