Cupid’s Daughter

Every man is the same,
Treating woman like a game.
Telling you sugar coated lies
And comparing your beauty with butterflies.
With fake promises sounding so true,
repeating romantic lines like my whole universe is you.
Every man is born with a crossbow
Aiming for hearts like darts.

but the only difference is that some women are the daughters
of Cupid and the granddaughters of Venus and Mars.

Blessed with both beauty and war, shining like stars.
Turning deadly weapons like arrows into love darts with their
creative art. Captivating men with their eyes so soulful, words
so honest and heart so hopeful.

Gaurika Taneja

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