Love Poem by Vidya Pandarinath

Those great bards in gifted flight
Visited with the winged flirt Muse
Unknown lands at the zenith and the nadir,
And worded pompous stuffy feelings, complex
About Love - the cryptic human flaw;
Other confused mid-way Beings nod-head
With null thoughts they have for aught,
Blowing up with conviction fantasy pictures of abstraction
Yet the villainous virus in the teenagers
And even in some chosen stupids aged ones too,
Slackens and thwarts all immunity: a pronounced
Sickness takes over the poor vanquished
Routing Affection, Gratitude, Pal and Prudence!
And seek obstinate compromises of self - centered nonsense!
All is not over yet: someone, someday,
Some maker might come out sure
With an antidote or vaccine for cure!