Love Is Immortal Poem by Mohammad Younus

Oh make merry for love has arisen from your grave,
Since love seldom dies, or goes with the wind,
But changes his colour from yellow to green,
From dismal yellow to brightest green,
And love was born to an immortal life,
And so love seldom dies,
Then embroider sweet pattern of smile on your pinky face,
To win the deepest love from your Love,
The mellow singing words on truest tongue,
Pass on your smile, for surely you will never be paled,
And you will stand to enjoy light and music, my dear,
When pleasant spring breezes draw near,
Sweet, never weep and sob for what is not true and real,
For the living love are you in human image,
If the merest dream of world were true and real,
Then, sweet, we would not crave for heaven here,
And this is only in heaven, my dear,
Where we will get reward for true love

Mykoul