"Love,the fake one of today"

Today's lovers;the young generations,
Listen to me,listen to my cry-
Listen with your love,not anguish
For this, few of you might take it as an insult,
Few as an advice;few as the concern
And many more at you own wisdom.
where have you buried those old days?
Where have you abducted those sweet traditions?
Why have you murdered their existence?
Love,they say,is a song of two hearts;
Property of the down trodden souls,
Courage of the cowards
Wealth of the poor
and breathe of the breathless dwellers;
The cry of the trumpets that emerged from the true heart,
The vibrations of the drums that moved a tough heart,
The cymbals,the violins ,the flute and many more;
Why have you snatched their value?
Where have you discarded their sweetness?
Love,i heard,pure,sweet and beautiful it used to be,
why have you contaminated it?
why have you destroyed its beauty?
Like a- once- upon a time's holy
water that sang it's beauty
In the heart of river Ganga
that enchanted millions,
Love once upon a time was everyone's desire
And no mortals thought of dying without being loved.
yet today,
Those desires are fading in man.
Once upon a time they survived to love,
but today,they die for love.
For the impurities that today's generation
has added on its sacredness.
Listen:Hear me once,dear today's lovers:
Clean the filth that has inflicted many,
purify the contamination,
Spare the world from the virtue of fake love,
Bring back the sweetness,purity
and old tradition.
Lets reunite and revive the true love
and let go the fake love of today.