Feelings come and leave
At instances we never hope
Sometimes we love
To ones who never fall for us
May be they know how we feel
But not that caring
They act so busy
Of course they have time
In the process of making us love them
And when the deed is done
They become strange
Like it is just a game
And they forget things too much
While we spend the whole time
Remembering them
So getting disturbed our hearts
They set fire and leave
And the new born love so tender
Like the petals of a flower
Just get burn and fall apart
Yet the story is not over
Cause, the heartfelt never fades
They live and they die
Every single second we pass by
Love is nothing but fire
Yet an amazing desire...
