Inside The Love Poem by Naveed Akram

Inside love is a deed, the possessor wails and agonises,
He or she flies to a spot of distress, and finally settles.
Inside this deed called love, a settlement has become an
Edge of a shape called Lustre; called also lust and lost.
We speak and seek a method like the one named love,
All the barriers burst, a stranger is mystified, his forsaken
Nature adapts to the present being of love and happiness.

Love is the river or bridge called Strength; it explains itself
As word after word, feeding the lover with effervescent fluid.
One is the explainer of love when doors are opened and shed
By the whole of mankind, it is love that is an atomic kind.
Your task is complete when you are lost in the throes of love,
For it is a signal of burden so monumental, so pristine,
That itself love is clearer than the waters of the rivers.