*love -The False Saint

I am so sick of so many poems and songs full of love as in fact there is none a bit of'' take'' can make you hate so much as deep as a bit of ‘'give'' can make you rise high in love, disrespects are not allowed till it falls out as much as respect demands before fall in it as we can be so much unfaithful as much as we can go deep in love as much as we can believe to disbelieve each other till we can sing sweet songs hiding the intension as it will die as soon as unintentional truth will come out from the wallet of us praising the saint love who is in deep meditation to satiate his own greed and lust. copyright @2012