With tears I am looking at the satanic sadists,
Why they are increasing so much hates and pains?
An old enemy is filling his bags with favourable credits,
Bags after bags; bags after bags with the human stains!
Looking at the misguided religious masochists
Ignoring charms of love, promoting hates and pains,
I turn my face to a tree with heart shaped fruits
I become hopeful, shall succeed washing all the stains,
The Apex Court of the universe is giving more times
Dates after dates to the counsellor of Adam and Eve
To prepare a heart catching defence with beautiful rimes
To write a lyric of love that'll counter the bags I believe,
I hope My Lord will not allow opening of the bags
The chief counsellor is very well supported by the music
He has composed an ecstatic tune with the sexy tags
And what of My Lord the enemy will join singing the lyric.
The case will be decided on a lovely Valentine Day.
Long live; long live love songs the proud of the clay!
A great political satire. Brilliant poetic thoughts on the manipulative scheme of those in power. We should be like a tree bearing shaped heart fruits spreading love for all. Let us spread love not hate and pains. A great poem beautifully written.
The case will be decided on a lovely Valentine Day. Long live; long live love songs the proud of the clay! wish BHABHI JI A HAPPY VALENTINE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Thanks for hoisting this beautiful banner of love! May the songs of love reverberate through the length and breadth of the Universe!