Over Rated Love

When I thought it’s gone it was still there

In there but gone now-moments,

I saw the beginning and never the end

But when I see it going away

I feel all my notions were false

Is falling in love over rated?

Or falling out of love so under stated

That in one moment I saw you

And the other I wished you melted away.

Is it me or the rule of the world?

To look out for new pastures

And leave neglected the grasslands once grazed

Is being fed on the continuous fodder of love so necessary

Or it’s an illusion created by the addicted lot?

And if it’s necessary, why am I not dead already?

I have lived so much in loveless paradise

That now being in love is suffocating

My wandering thoughts meander

And end abruptly few miles after it started

I end up in despair and I look back

I see I am stuck; I went nowhere

You sit beside me and I know you will.

I do care for you and I know I will.

Then why to over rate love?

Why to impose the hollowness without love

When the vacuum is survivable?

Why to brood over not having love?

Is love so necessary? No it’s over rated

And the existence of the needs

The need for companionship is so under stated….