my dear friend
roared like a lion ‘let me die’
I asked ’why’
for there is no more love in the relations I am ruined
I said ‘you are blessed’
She fired back ‘I am still in love now see me’
I said ‘please save the love for you have never seen the magic still’
I said ‘come with me’
And she came
I said‘look up’
she did
I asked ‘What did you see’
She said ‘nothing’
I said good
that is nothingness
Now you can stop and start
For few days she forgot the idea of death
And was in the process of deathlessness
She with her idiotic mind went back to see what did she miss
She looked up and forgot to look down
She saw magic in the sky
Pure love was there, magic was there
I saw her now she is prepared
She sees love blooming bigger everywhere
And the magic continuos…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem