Oh love!
I love you not,
You are always a defaulter
A cheater and a liar
Springing from corporeal charm
Often ending in abundance harm
Charmer, deceiver and a brute
You fail to play a melody on flute
An originator of lust and greed
Carrying the germs that can breed
Enslaving all for momentary pleasure
Blinding people to invaluable treasure
I plead thou to retain thy sanctity
To become the Supreme Lord
Thou must leave thy vanity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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