Look at the stars
they glitter like tiny gems
but are they really tiny? ?
If someone believes that
he suffers from lack of sight,
is hit by deception.
Stars are not stars
they are burning celestial bodies
The moth's love is not for the
star-lamps
nor Night bird's is for the stars
They love them
for the love of their luminous emissions
Infatuation drives them crazy
they try to kiss the tip of the flame
and perish to ashes!
Love is not demanding
Love is not asking
Love is not even giving
Love is just love
Like a wave craving to be lost in the sea
Or a drop perishing in the ocean
Only to enjoin
To be One.
Nice poem, starting from bitter truths and finishing at sweet feeling of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful poem well articulated and nicely penned to capture the poet's conviction on love. I beg to differ on one of the points raised, love means to give wholeheartedly. Overall, a lovely poem. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.