Love Not For Love's Sake Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

Betrayal isn't in your inner nature
though your adroitness to use words is great.
Love is a lust of the blood for the creature
but for me, it's a rare gift and not to date.

I'm not an eel to escape the hands bad
but I'm the first to save the weak from peril
Your ban on me to use email, made me sad
yet I felt not the wound but your voice of thrill!

Which devil provoked you hostile towards me?
Sensitive you're to words which hurt your pride.
Superior or inferior isn't manners free;
it's in reining one's mind, the poor to chide.

Love your lover not for love's or his, but your sake
and keep your love till you breathe last and don't forsake.