I have no words
To embellish the exterior
Of love
For like a spring bud
It blooms with pride
Cherishing illusions
Of longevity
I have no words
To paint and polish
The scratched surface
Of a love
Steeped in escapism
Relying on evasions
Till the lovers are lost
Without a clue
Where the footsteps are heading
I have no words
For a love
That has an empty interior
Of a deserted home
Without confessions
And vows.
I have no words To paint and polish The scratched surface Of a love Steeped in escapism Relying on evasions Till the lovers are lost Without a clue Where the footsteps are heading I have no words----Vague love painted in beautiful words!
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I have no words to paint and polish the scratched surface of love.Great write revered Irfan.