Lovers And Their Poem Poem by Melikhaya Zagagana

Love is a blind scenery; ask no lovers to see
The yellow flows of blood in their veins itch or burn hinderers
The sunny mountains sulk at dying daisies when lovers flirt
Annoyed rabbits know how lovers stifle the grassy plains
From their eyes the damning fire flinch the rolling streams
On thorny fields their stubborn flesh gulps the pesty twinge
It is not for gold their love parishes but the kick of indelible death
At their declining moments to part, the moaning hearts bleed with sadness
Deathful lilies decline to wither in wait of their deathless love but in vain
This undying love pursuit floats beyond the sky-kite height
Each holdeth firm oath and truest love to all future meetings
The trembling thunder wag doubtful tails lest arouse the lovers shock
But to true lovers non other the floating ship of love is honored