Love is a wondering ship,
Running in the name of friendship.
It's purely a rotation,
Today one, tommorow none.
They say it's easy to get one,
And very easy to stand none.
With times, definition of love,
Unending promises and vow,
Have reduced to nil,
The lust nest to fill.
Why you give a name?
And pleasure under Friendship's name?
Love can never exist between boys and girls,
As Man and Woman are meant to be one,
Never two.
Dedicated to the existing material love under the name of friendship.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
Dated: 04/12/2017
The intricacies and whimsical nature of love are highlighted in the piece. An insightful poem written in good rhyme scheme.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice sir