Some Stranger Came, Quietly Broke Into My Soul Poem by Sadashivan Nair

Some stranger came,
quietly broke into my soul;
Allured my mind,
drew emotions,
stole love safe hidden
in my heart;
Left behind the souvenir
momements of relish;
I was lost in dreams;
helplessly worshiped
Souvenir image of him;
Beware 'O' my fellow lasses,
These lads are astute,
Shoot arrow of love,
Deep into bottom of heart;
Rob your love, emotions,
Leave heart empty vacuum;
Wander hither, thither,
in pursuit of love;

© Sadashivan Nair