The Portrayal of Love*

Its been days of excuses

You made in my fate;

of not love but your problems

And disheartenment.

Life was pretty gold

When we met,

Life was pretty gold

When we tendered each other,

Life was pretty gold

in your Fondness!

It was nothing but all your love

That was so dynamic,

Or maybe your affection that felt

So lively.

But I my love

Was the one

Lost and leftout,

Whom you never

Let have the possibility to take part in your

"Portrayal of Love".

Written by Deepanjana Dey.