The Game of Love...

He loved her, he said,

And took her to his bed;

She smiled with shyness,

He treated her like "your highness";

His hands on her body,

Her heart singing his love's melody;

Yes, it was consensual,

Coz she did not know his face dual;

That night, he won her,

But she wasn't aware that he'd downturn her;

What's wrong? She kept asking,

He kept her waiting like he was her king;

Months passed, her tears ran dry,

Now, she did not even want to cry;

Move on, everyone suggested,

He told me he loved me she protested;

Her friend took her to a brothel that night,

She was awestruck and shocked to a height;

These girls you see around,

Are the treasures left unfound;

They die here each day,

Even if they wish, they cannot say;

Love doesn't exist, remember,

It is always lust that runs through the chamber;

You're just like a trophy small,

Being chased and won that's all;

I don't believe in this stuff she said,

He loved me still and for me, he's made;

Let's wait here for a while said her friend,

Who very well knew the night's end;

An hour later, lights went dimmer,

One could only see the eyes glimmer;

There he comes, her friend uttered,

Who he? She muttered;

No answer was needed when she saw him walk by,

No anger, no tears, she was left with just a sigh;

With courage, she called his name,

I understand, you're not used to winning and fame...

That's why you chose this way lame,

Coz emotions aren't really your game;

With a smile on her face and head held high,

She bid him goodbye;

Girls are not a toy for your lust,

Look at the mirror before doing unjust;

Love stories, a few I've seen my friend,

Lust stories are the new trend!