Love Is A Magic! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

A holy man,
who wears the talisman,
possessed with love;
may climb up the hill,
to spread the digital signal;
all these hearts feel good,
when they receive the chocolate,
blood red roses and the heart,
an unkind arrow and smiles,
No Valentine arrives,
sprinkling the magic dust,
candy colored tinge,
all these minds binge,
Looking at the entrance,
which is curtained with a door,
No Valentine arrives, ,
when a holy man,
with the worn out talisman,
professes the magic of love,
Yes, Love is a magic,
it is magical love,
magician's tools,
Everyone believes...
Love is a magic,
Don't believe it.
Love is an illusion,
Don't follow it,
Love is a mirage,
it will not quench,
your insatiable taste,
when you tend the flesh..