Love is happening…one says…
Love is made…Another proclaim…
Love is every where.. says one
But love is in the air… Confirms another.
Let’s make love.. Other calls
With a fleeting glance without
How to ask or what to ask?
Like engraved writings on a washed out sands
The making happens all the time..
Without knowing what’s making..
Here we get confused about love to define..
Can love happen twice..???
Who cares whether twice or thrice…
They are busy in making love
Carefully blending all ingredients
That our market carefully dictates..
And corporate willfully designs
Like inches of our desired Television
Like color of our bedspread
The hangar for our dirty linen…
Making love… wins the prize
Among the greatest cookery shows..
We clap clap clap…
Like slapping our own selves…
Dare you not disturb us!!
We are busy MAKING LOVE
ALBEIT MARKETING LOVE…!!!!
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