Meaningfull Living Poem by Bishnupada Sethi

If one is in love
He hears its symphony and songs,
Building the domes of castle in air
Finds things as dew and dawn pure.

One can’t tell what he wants,
May not get what is asked.
Being in love with sorrows
He loses sleep, hunger and thirst.

An unseen wound is carried,
The bouts of fever, nausea become friends,
The pain nobody understands,
The agony cuts across the chest.

You talk to her in dreams,
Your silence might speak,
Unreal and true would be the same,
Whether or not she in sight.

Regardless she loves you or not,
You like to dote her line,
Cherishing her all time presence
Feel good in what she likes.

Inspite of all my troubles
If I were to fall in love,
I shall do with her over and again
Even if it hurts me so much.