Tiny like like vain,
With secrets hidden within,
Networked like contours,
luring someone’s ayes,
But the truth within,
Is like a trap!

Open hearted with love,
Loneliness at bay,
The second inner thing,
Deemed unwise,
Till the trap does duty.

Eyes gets a sight,
Reality becomes alive,
With a desperate move,
To undo the trap.

Emotion is like a tide,
It comes and fades,
But memory stays put.

Love is a game,
The wise can’t play.

Love life, that is its name.