Love is there as it was/is.
But we are not there as we were/are.
The flowers, the birds all are there,
But we are not there with our colours
That are unique and original.
The water, the air all are there,
But we are not with them as before as shown
By the light on the earth and in the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very true love is there but we see it not nor realise nor do we care about it....I liked your poem...Thanks for sharing.10