Let’s not follow suit
Their way of life,
Their love orientation,
Mostly disloyal
To their lady love
With fake wooing,
And artificial flowers;
Yearnings lost
Only in bizarre merriment
Of their nasty choice
Based on loveless feelings
With no stability
In relations, whatsoever...
Let’s not earmark
A particular day
To realize a cherished love;
Or to play the strings
Of our friendship
And celebrate it
With pomp and show;
Or to enjoy madly
A few moments
Of emotional warmth
In the name of Valentine...
Let's rather celebrate it
Each and every moment
Throughout our life,
Feel the essence of Love
While treasuring
The cultural prosperity
Of our country,
The land of pious love
And ethics of reverence
Where love and lust
Are our well-being:
A sociocultural process,
Morally sanctified
Since time immemorial,
Of eternal procreation,
A rudimentary plinth
Of the four 'purusharthas'
Set as the goals of human life.
