To make relationship is hard
One instant enough to pin the card
How long it takes to cherish
One instant enough to it finish
Fool who entangles in such a coat
Where no way to come safe out of the
boat
All the relationships merely masquerade
race
Where everyone race, having various
face
Women also have their vehicle-racket
Oh, oh they ride on ornated seat-
coquette
They start their race in slow motion
Oh, their false eye-punch, prove such
a concoction
Men's vehicle's race now accelerates
But, what! That concoction, their race
degrades
Men, bloody fool, who still drink that
concoction
Without knowing, consider it solution
Thither women win the race, making
them to surrunder
They are dogs, and every dog is
philanderer.
J S Shankar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-fake-relationships-evolve-and-break/
