So colourful, so lovely, so charming
Are the days of the king of seasons
But when Summer appears,
Gradually the charm of Spring fades away.
So fragrant, so sweet, so dazzling
Are the roses bloomed in the garden
But with the moving of Time's wheels
They lose their beauty and fragrance.
Not so decorated, not so gorgeous
Is our world made of only holy Love.
Yet our relationships tied with Love and trust
Will never fade away in the midst of flood or drought.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'Love, Another Name of Divinity', No: 50
Copyrights@June23,2014 (4: 55 pm) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem