Love is desire with a true heart struggling to get admire………
The feeling never seen but only felt when caught up in the whirlpool of it…
Some do understand the asset of it, some make fun of it…
The power of love is itself in the term, which makes a person nearby death to stand-up firm…
Dwell such love with amongst all to show the mighty death, its long time to fall…
Death feeling ashamed of being deprived of love, will soon start loving love…
Love feels proud that it has overcomed death still doesn't understand how it has made its fate…
I can understand, u have felt love with someone, I wish you a advanced married life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well conceived and elegantly brought forth with conviction. The essence and intricacies of love are aptly captured in the poem. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Naik.