Lens Of Love

By Advicaa Verma

Curse this heart of mine,

For it is the reason for my scars.

Curse these eyes of mine, 

For they are the reason for my tears.

Curse these emotions inside,

For they bring light to the dull moon.

Curse everything that I hide,

For they make everything beautiful gloom.

These moments of life,

Slip away from my hand like sand.

Fleeting away at every sight;

That's the twisted fate they have.

But this wretched heart of mine,

Makes these moments memories.

These eyes of mine 

Capture it euphorically.

It is these emotions,

that makes life seem like a movie.

And it is this bubble of devotion, 

that brings out the dead beauty.

Curse everything that makes me, 

But that is what makes my life worth living.

For this is life truly 

and it will always be.

By Advicaa Verma