Sadness' Sphere - Poem by Ashirul Mondal
Love is not an affair or relation.
Love is the ray of heart and emotion.
Love is invisible to naked eyes.
It never runs and never flies.
Just wait and wait for your turn.
Found the fire and starts to burn.
The burning love's invisible smoke
Is creator of exactness and evoke.
Doctors try to cure lover's heart.
It is not like machine or cart.
No way to repair.
It's sadness' sphere.
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