In the pursuit of love

 in the pursuit of true love

here, is an enigma about love, 

that you won't be able to bear the troubles of it, 

until and I unless you feel it to the utmost ,

and you have given it the power to destroy you completely. 

days pass in drift, 

Dilemmas get shouldered on weekend tricks, 

love is like a vaccine that will hurt you, 

before it would heal you to get lost in the most superior path of your life. 

love is wholesome enough to leave you half or even less than half of it, 

Love has the power to make you believe that it ain't real and all it is seems reluctant, 

Because the kind of love you have faced will kill you from the day one until the day when you will not get done , 

When you will choose to die in the deformity of love made by disabled mankind.  

chaos and charisma would lie, 

when the basking bird would decode the true colors of conditional love to unbind, 

but man is a hunter and woman is the one who can make any man surrender, 

but still only a woman know that what the purpose and what to uncover .

man has lost his glory to the world of catalytic women,

and women have been seeking vernacular ties to exhaust the whole mankind,

but what can a good deed play for when all men play to lie around in filth of fixation,

the disgust of love and hate get treasured in the bag of holy pursuit assertion.

in the pursuit of hate,

love dies daily different deaths,

who can kill me if I choose not to die?

Who can make me stay I choose to leave instead ?

Destiny's is everyone's mother goddess,

But what would you do?

If I am your decided destiny,

Would you love me in the pursuit of hate

or would you leave me dead ?

Can I tell you one more lie?

In the absence of all lies mentioned above,

So here this one goes

we all will die in the pursuit of love at the end, 

Can I tell you one more truth?

In the presence of all truths mentioned above

so here this one goes

I hate you,  but I hate myself the most

( in the pursuit of  love offcourse)