The King Of Love - Poem by Uttam Biswas
The silver moon is indifferent.
She is proud with her beauty
And care a damn to the world.
With carelessness she proudly pours
Her silver light on earth,
And decorates the night beautifully,
With the beauty the night drags
The tender hearts hug with her breasts,
She leers us so amorously
And makes our heart sing love songs,
Like the fairies she merges on the ground
And kicks the water to dance.
You are so beautiful like the moon.
Indifferently you leer to every one,
But care a dam to anyone.
I don't know who is ruling your heart,
If not let me find a place
And rule your heart - so that
I could rule the whole world.
Your heart is to me like the throne
And on that throne let me be the king
The whole world is becoming loveless
And thus the whole world is becoming
Let me occupy the power and let me have a chance to mend the world,
Through love, love and love.
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