Love so certain, an intense lure
Utterly candid, meticulously pure
That gleaming ring,slipped through my pinky
Fantasy bewitched me for the truth was stinky
Fragrance blossomed my world until,
Clock stroked , I stood still
Years passed,I was sane
That bound reckoned in freight & vain..
Queer my mind, thought it had lost
Strength to evade, walk through this past
Overruled my wisdom and thoughts
All the hustle, I stood there and fought
Then one day, he raged and hogged,
On ground , I slammed and flogged
With tears in eyes, soul turned and roared
And with love , turned bitterly sour..