Love Poem by Pallavi Gangwar

Mesmerizing the unseen cuddles,
The love and care that never transpires,

Is it the passion of the nation?
Or the parallel world's invention?

Does love exist?
In heart like a fist.

Is it a bouquet of elation?
Or handcuffs to one's exhilaration?

Is it easy on the eyes?
Or a dismal surprise?

Is it a rivalry of tug o war?
That flips as hug o war.

Is it always bilateral?
Then what happens to unilateral?

Brooding in my shelter.
As I couldn't find the perfect partner.

~Pallavi Gangwar