Love, Why Do You Look Tear-Eyed And Forlorn? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Love, My Love,
Why do you look tear-laden,
Sad and morose,
Forlorn and broken,
What has it happened to you, Love?

Love, may I know it, why do the people weep in
When the beloved parts from,
Why does it the heart break into pieces,
It aches and writhes in pain,
Beats fast abnormally,
Fluctuates and pulsates,
You say it?

What is it love, why do people love,
What it is in love,
Is love a meeting of two hearts,
Two souls,
But society and its barriers
Coming in between as the walls
Or the dividers dividing?

Love, My Love, you wipe out the tears
Fallen and dried on the cheeks,
Welled up in and trickling down the cheeks,
I know it, know it and can feel it,
Love is a candle burning and melting,
A long waiting, not to end soon.

Love a poor and humble girl,
Quite innocent and ignorant of,
Keeps weeping helplessly
Which the hard hearts understand it not,
Love a helpless and hapless girl,
fallen in love accidentally,
Going on the way and repenting,
You God, please save her, save her,
Moving aimlessly
After being broken, sand and morose,
Sick and forlorn,
You help her, help her, the love-sick girl.