The Game of Love

by Ritika Bawa Chopra
(New Delhi, India)

You played the game of love,
but you wouldn't rise above.
You'll live a life of misery,
and turn yourself into history.
'Coz I shall wish you worse,
& it'll turn your life into a curse.
You shall find love again,
but it'll give you only pain.
Just the way you did to me,
It shall come back to you in heap,
'Coz it's what you sow,
is what you shall reap......