" My love towards her "

My love is life, towards my beloved
That pains me even in the dream
Nature also fails to fascinate me
Everything seems artificial like her love……

My love is like a rose which has no worth
That has no aroma, even not chaste and pristine
Like my dream which is counterfeit
That never comes true, but it pains.

Where there was light, now there is dark
Where there was love, now there is hatred
Solitude, grief and tears are my friends
But now also, she is the beat of my heart.
 

B y :- Govinda Sanjel.
KTM
e-mail :- sagovinda@hotmail.com