Lover’s Pilgrimage Poem by V P Mahur

Love is like a pilgrimage
Where lovers wish to go
They adore the loved one
With whole hearted flow

They have a distinct faith
In their love and its way
They erect a pretty statue
To talk to it night and day

They think and feel love
Every time without a fail
They watch desired face
Even in the infinite trail

Always busy in idle thoughts
Their imagination flies high
They find cure of their pain
In their burning blazing sigh