Love day

I always wondered why February had lesser days,

Then I fell in Love and nothing else mattered,

It was short lived, we parted, without much fuss,

Hence Valentine in February, short and sweet.

The month is the culprit, the cusp of chill and warmth,

Your longing heart gets the cold treatment,

You try again and again and get that elusive smile,

You’re over the moon, in Fools Paradise.

Life will give you such breaks, for good or bad,

You yo-yo between extremes, from despair to ecstasy,

Each day a milestone, every moment a canvas,

Colourful, brush strokes of perfection,

An abstract masterpiece in the making.