Love Is Power Poem by Farooq Kuchay

The voice of unheard euphony,
is so serene and meledious
like the lap of beloved.

The beloved chants of eternal union,
though the wolves are around
that may never let them be one.


They ought to be committed
for committed love can defeat everything
it would mount onto hills high and huge.


The wind conspires against the enemies,
because it witnesses the agony of beloved
she is bound and encaged in the bonds of blood.


Love has wings strong and durable,
it burns down but never accepts defeat
and passes through all the obstacles.


It faces up all the pros and cons,
till it may reach its destination
then it bears flowers and roses.


The flowers emit heavenly fragrance,
that adores the garden of love
of beloved and her long cherished lover.