The New Love

How well we have heightened the very atrocities of life
In the name of love
Bargaining on time
And energy and
Emotional exertion.
Turning love into sickness
Drawing a blindfold on the eye of our mind
Adding everything on to our insecurities
Analyzing every moment like an algebraic equation
With a variable constant
Changing every instant
As per the convenience of our mind to terriblize things
And scrutinizing our solitude.
With an expression of loneliness
Becoming loveholic
Seeking every form of it around,
Looking for validation
Of our respect, image, dignity,
And existence.
Victimizing the other person
For their little choices and decision;
Making a pun of everything-
Every single word coming out of their irregular minds-
That we had earlier deemed perfect.