The Poison called LOVE

A Poem by TanmayTarun

that's love what's more lethal than poison
the poison that becomes our fragment..
spilling throughout, breaking us apart
burning up dezires, melting up tender self
the self that once raged and roared
the one that no longer tethers to the faintest of feelings..
that is now a back-scattering of frailty
a poison capable of destruction..
Destruction of the mind,
putting it on the verge of extinction.
it's the poison of love
leisurely devouring ur patience,
devouring ur spirit, devouring the inner self
Making u sick; lovesick.
love; indeed a toxin
paralysing our consciousness,
paralysing the once in-navigable mind
the mind that once belonged to us..
and now is sold to the affection we bear.
the feelings bought at the cost of our life
the poison of our feelings...