The Wingless
Love- Birds
A sudden
falling from the sky
protrudes their dreamful eyes,
yet, the
lovers float looking at each other.
A soundless
breaking of something special
frightens
their half-bloomed hearts,
still, the lovers
like to collide against the rocks.
A cats and
dogs of tears
causes flood
to float them away,
nevertheless,
the lovers stand on the heap of hopes.
A fear of
getting lost in the crowd
snatches
their hunger and slumber,
nonetheless,
the lovers live only on nectar of love.
A set of
burnt and wrinkle hands
stop them in
plunging into fire of love,
Alas! The
lovers are blissful to be cremated alive.
A history is
to be written
with the ink
of their passionate love-
whether of a
grand success or of a total failure.
A cartel of
God and guardians –
ought to be
ever-vigilant in watching
and in
guarding the wingless love-birds.
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