Lost Love Poem by Zillur Rahman Shuvro

Your lost love if come back
Let it lives as a new born baby
Enjoy present forgetting past's lack
And think lost love is a part of your body.
Look at the sky and quietly wait for rain's drop
It will fall down as gift of peace from the sky
Your heart will scratch to become an illusory crop
And then warbling will reach from under too high.
The clouds will dance with the flashes of lighting
And the yellow leaves with the colorful birds
Hold on lover's hand and waist and dance like ballet-dancing
Breathless room is without spectators and brownish guards.
In what way an ant stores its food into the hole for future
Keep up your lost love to be happy and forever freshness
Tempestuous wind may come but you'll stick to your nature
To forget pain of the past is a simple grammar of happiness.