At it's taste of fantasies,
Bonded up for their delicacies,
Restricted by their sided tongues of fire,
Which kick their butts in an unexpected tire.

Praising in abundance and forsaken in scarcity,
Tongues like honey but stings like a scorpion,
Loving gestures but sided hatred,
Embracing the wealth yet heart is burdened.

Heart is heavy for no true love,
Pretenders dorminates the world of true love,
Oh! Rescue thy love,
Pretend no more.