Love..

An arbit poem about love, no rythm, no nothing..but anyways, jus felt like writing one..

What is it that happens to us when we are in love,
Why does the world seem to hold no meaning at all,
You could spend ages with her, chatting away,
And yet not feel the tide of time passing away.

You see her in your eyes, all time of the day,
Little do you realise what you gotto pay,
As you dream of her throughout the day,
God only help you, hold your way.

You know very well your concentration is lapsing,
But alas! You're helpless, it's not your fault,
Then do you realise how tough this is,
Studies and love together are surely taxing!

You know she's all in life you need,
And never to anything else could you pay any heed,
But a good boy as ever you were,
You give it your best, well, to forget her.

Lo! Time is taking its toll on you,
You're unable to manage the pressure,
As you vacillate between the books and her,
Shivering at thoughts of grades that summer.

But no, it turns out much tougher,
As you start feeling inseparable from her,
Of your future, as your mind reminds you,
You curse your fate, your mind in a hullaballo.

But you see, God's always there,
Watching you with the ever smiling face,
How to get you out, does he know,
Provided you take time off to give him a bow.

So God's what does the trick,
And gets you out, well before any hitch,
And then you go on a studying spree,
With the thought ' God! Can I fall in love when I am free?'