Deep from the core of Heart
every one sings Peace.
Your soul sings Love.
From the vastness of Love
any one looks for Heart.
Your eyes just sees.
I don't know who you are
but you exist in my verse.
A rhythm, a lyric, a tune.
I find you in sand dune,
a bohemian gypsy unaware
of your self soul per se.
May be you an unquenched thirst
in the ocean of versatility.
Every wave is always different.
In the streaming current.
You do fleet but leave plurality
in your love laud and lust.
There is no God in universe
It is an illusion, a trust, a myth
A fear a respect worship to a None.
You are a believer who clone
a primitive thought into a verse
a lifelong love and labyrinth.
A black hole or a big bang
Giving birth of particles
A creation of time mortal
Your thought is your moral
Your life is a breathing lung
Your evolution only tickles.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem