Politics of Love :
I want to be of yours,
As you put me in yours,
Why I should come out of possession,
My possession is you, my life is in you!
Like in the Politics, the love has a power,
The power of pleasure but not from the muscles,
But from the heart, and from the soul,
As the ruler and ruled both are the lovers!
Sometimes, power corrupts, if you abuse it,
But the love destroys, if you misuse it,
Just like the abuse of power put you in the jail,
Likewise, the destruction from the misuse may not give you a bail!
Hey my Constitution of love,
I know you that you have the pages of trust and obligation,
I know that you have divided our duty,
Which is, 'How to satisfy our inamorata?'.
Like the prime minister in politics, you are my prime lover,
To whom, I admire the most,
For whom, I put all my solutions to shatter the ghost,
Really, I feel in yours lap more safer.
My border of emotions are more safe,
As for the protection, you exists in it,
No need to have the arms and ammunition,
The eyes are enough to kill those foes!
I want to practice my love!
For this, I need a permission from you,
Your assent, is like my state's assent,
As without you I don't have recognition.
For me, you are a judgement of the appeal of mine,
For me, your presence makes easy my hearing day,
Just like, when I gift you the ear-ring on birthday,
Thank God! You agreed the case of love of mine!