Love: The Unknown, The Want Poem by Harshit Agrawal

Love is the thing unknown to me.
Disasters and Damages are all I had to see.
No Happiness from pole to pole,
No kindness was given to any soul.

I had seen tears and tears,
Destruction since years and years.
I might have silenced many voices,
But I wasn't given many choices.

Giving no mercy but only pain,
Cold blood flowed in my vein.
War is what I saw under the sun,
Was never allowed any fun.

Be it any season, we were forced to fight,
We were helpless, without any right.
Red and tired have now turned my eye,
Seeing the people die and die.

Love is the thing unknown to me,
I request as many gods as there may be.
To explain me love from pole to pole,
To fill the love in my soul.

All I want is just a chance,
For a happy life, maybe in France.
I know you might be angry from me,
But I feel sorry, You might can see.

All I received are enemies in my life,
Scars around the body, mostly from knife.
I have gone through a lot of sufferings,
To be taken, now there is left nothing.

I do wish to experience some more,
Happiness and fun from crust to core.
Love is want I want instead of pain,
From Heart to Soul to Body to Brain.