Love And Respect Poem by Durga Patva

Why? It comes always a word -Love
When I offer my deference to you
I never loved you nor shall I do
When I see your teary eyes
My heart gets uneasy. But,
You are not my love exclusive is -My Choice.


Seeing thy pain my soul gets cry
In thy complications I want to be thine
Everything I borrow for you, from my Love
Who never denied guess how He divine!
His never complaining support is mine. But,
you are not my love exclusive is -My Choice.


Why do people call it secret Love
My love standing with me all the time
He, too divine too pious and sublime
His holy precept fills the spirit of mine.
He allow me a talk to all sometime, but
you are not my love exclusive is -My Choice.


Complain? Why? I? Oh' yes...
I have nothing to do what people say
It hurts when you guess me wrong way
O' my God! ! ! Think? You deserve my respect?
So gave I, but
You are not my love, exclusive is -My Choice.


You prove wrong and right my trust and art
You deserve my respect and regard?
Tell them you think me what?
Tell them I am a Human or thy sweet heart?
I don't care, because?
You are not my love exclusive is -My Choice.


Love is Love, Respect is Respect
Both have varied view and aspect
some have ken it others get suspect
I don't want to change their concept
I resist it and raise my voice
You are not my love exclusive is -My Choice.