The Silent Biss Of Poignant Love Poem by vittal vandavasu

It is sadly bad time to love
I say goodbye gladly now
Or perhaps forever
But will forget never

Let me love you in secret
The silent bliss of poignant love
In this country if love was sacred
No one would have asked why

Like the parting of me-
and the summer breeze
I say goodbye, not in glee
I shall wait for long to see dancing trees

But if you were to love
With equal delight and devotion
Such as I do now
Perhaps our hearts would have been in elation

Pity somethings in life cannot happen
The silent bliss of poignant love
If an apple were to ripen
One can eat it if he reaches it now