YOU MIGHT WANT TO READ PART 1 FIRST
(Complicated minds)
What has happened to that simplicity of life?
In war with love, in dissension heart & mind.
It is really so and the reason we are all here,
For ages to come, till we drop dead my dear.

(How I sense things)
I've killed hope on my first day here long ago,
Embracing reality on the first real cruel blow.
How can one find love in this superficial world,
When most here only in material & ego can mold?

(What men & women searching next 4 stanzas)
Some men looking for the thrill of a cheap sex,
And most others, for love with all its effects.
Women set their sexuality on a forgotten shelf,
Here for ego-boosting and what soon will regret.
For love is not in their search but who lies best!

Women want a man to run up the hills and down-streams,
Childhood fantasy and ferry tails world full of dreams.
Most set on their ways mending/healing a broken heart,
For this woman’s fantasy took many relationships apart!

Some men wounded from divorce and all of the fees,
The reason are standing emotionless like oak trees.
And so, relationships become friends with benefits,
Type of relationships that do fill hearts with deceits.

If love was truly our search...
We could find it in the first profile we clicked.
In our mind there's insecurity pride and ego to fulfill,
Sure the mind steering the heart with all its whims...
Thus love is measured with superficiality not heartbeats,
And we become illusionist magicians clowns ventriloquists!
We go from one to another, to another like a bad curse,
Because love been dead for sometime and is in a hearse.

(Trust)
Trust is yet another issue for majority of people,
Often it is our experience that leaves us crippled.
What will it take to build the foundation of trust,
When memory, experience lives within at long last?
Give your full trust before you know his/her name,
Forget and forgive, live and do share the blame.

(The true reality)
Most cannot even sense the reason of being here,
For those faint heartbeats some can hardly hear.
We often hear half syllables as love you darling,
The (I) is missing because we express a snarling.

(My search)
It must be a woman who is interested in the heart,
And she'll have no problem getting in my beat-up car.
Whose ego, pride is lower than my statue of 5’10’’
Who’s not looking for a rooster laying a golden egg.

I know, it has to be one woman but, where is she?
Till the two of us cross the blessed path in this sea,
We’ll be two ripped branches from the same tree.
Branches dipped in love for sure will grow roots,
And in time we will blossom to bear sweet fruits.

SOME OF YOU CAN TRULY HAVE AN ANGEL SIN AND GIVE THE DEVIL AN ACE CARD TO WIN!!!