Treasure Of Love Poem by V P Mahur
Treasure Of Love
The soul suffering a burning separation
Neither have joy nor any peace of passion
When the tearing pain crosses the limits
I consoles it with an entirely false notion
That sorrow is the real treasure of of love toll
Is just a cheating with the heart and soul
But even this lame excuse and pretense
Cannot give to the burning soul a console
That sorrow is the real treasure of of love toll Is just a cheating with the heart and soul Nice idea
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4/19/2024 2:35:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely poem, well articulated and penned with insight to disabuse the minds with a notion running amok that sorrow is the real treasure of love. A nice piece with deep meaning. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.