love........can't explain in words...when we talk to a person....and not able to have eye contact with that.
we want only listen to that person...and even we not communicate properly..
butwe know...when we fall in love..we see that person everywhere..
we want just...please come back...we waiting for you...a day..a month..over a year...and since whole life..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
YEs dear poet......... you are right...... Love is a mystery...... the greatest of mysteries..... thank you dear poet for your poem.. tony