Frankness of heart is the most essential to kindle love sure;
But materialization of love lies in contact and talk of it;
That if not possible, via friend has to be effected somehow;
Otherwise, love life depends upon the play of fate in world!
Unfortunately if one under the spell of love is destined to
Be in distant place sans any contact with prospective lover,
By the busy working life, pursuance of love itself is lost
In profound oblivion in lifelong left to the mercy of fate!
Even after many, many years, there may be some chance and
Revival of hope as in a dream one may see in a glimpse the
First love in life once again with rare opportunity to talk
Of their previous earlier life like irrigating parched land!
Flowering of love or fading as drey paper in the desert is
Like the competition between fate and fortune in one's life!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is the essence of life. And to love and be loved is beautiful experience in itself. Nice poem Ramesh jii.