Love Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

Love is there in universe,
In so many forms diverse.
It keeps us on right path,
Without it we go perverse.

Like true gold, love is one
To lose oneself to win someone,
It can make a hard heart soft,
Very delicate it is not a fun.

It makes life very beautiful
Idlers in love become dutiful,
A very strange thing it is:
Sorrowful at once delightful.

Life is desert, love is flower;
Life is ditch, love is tower;
Life is love, love is life,
Life is weakness, love is power.