Aranthabailu Ummar

What Is The Way To Love - Poem by Aranthabailu Ummar

At every rememberence my intestine soacking
Body shivering to chill
Brain not getting easy to approach you
Cracked foot, path filled with stone

Added one more word in my atterence
Your name taunting wall of my room
After hearing of your sound
I am unrest

Love devided with heart and money
Marriage weighed with money
Money got a platform to witness the love
How a penniless man can honour the love

Piercing self or calling death is foolish
Kidnaping or absconding is criminal
streatching bared hand crying hopeless is bastered
What is the way to pour my love to you

Emotion not living long before the mejesty of wealth
World deeds fascinating them passion of life
May love is life, but life is rude
My passing years striked by hunger of your love

Comments about What Is The Way To Love by Aranthabailu Ummar

  • Gold Star - 54,682 Points Roseann Shawiak (8/3/2015 12:10:00 AM)

    To die for love will not gain it, having no money, being penniless divides one's heart between the two. Hunger of love will not bring it into your life, even though you live for love. Such a conundrum how can you profess your love with all these things against you. Very profound poem! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

    Gold Star - 7,377 Points Soul Watcher (8/3/2015 2:10:00 AM)

    To die for love will not gain it that's really progressive, dying for something in this life, will now allow you to gain it. I liked your sentence: -)

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  • Rookie Julie Schleppegrell (10/12/2012 1:13:00 AM)

    True love does not have a price. Good write... a lot of people feel this in their life. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 1, 2010

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