Along my eyes and away from me ---
What is the love that the world seeks,
Not so ever do I find any love in my near street .......
Walking in the grasses to find the lonely bleak.
What so I find in the rivers...
That swim away from me, hiding its bliss
And what shall I find in the skies,
That blow away from me, giving a untouchable kiss.
Ever can I find the love true?
That jumps over my eyes like a false crew
Now, Love is a game of beauty and rich
Is that the true love that I found for which?
Hiding my eyes, and masking my face
Who will see me in that sight?
Does beauty seeks any richness in such a phase?
There is no meaning of love, this is all alive .......
Nice poem. My life has no love yet,whether i go i found no-one .darkness surrounded me