Unfortunate Love Poem by Faradrik Dilshad

Another morning with full of hopes,
The farmers were carrying their oakes.
No one heard a boy's silent sound,
Winter's deadly snow fall around.

A lonely young boy all wonder free,
Searching the way of life in hurry.
No joy, no hope for him to help,
The moon in the sky hide himself.

The long separation makes him sad,
Saw nothing but dark long days overhead.
His love will remain forever same,
The boy accept her even in other's frame.

Will they make themselves complete?
Not possible in this world to meet.
It is because their unfortunate religion,
To make a pleasant ending of their love vision.