If its not showing love and care..
Not even being always there..
Then what do we talk..
When we talk about love..
If its not touches and kisses..
Not even sending messages of wishes.
Then what do we talk...
When we talk of love..
If its not about gifts and cards..
Not even walking miles of yards..
Then what do we talk..
When we talk about love..
If its not about bread and wine..
Not even siting together to dine..
Then what do we talk..
When we talk about love..
Its first submission and then compromise..
To hang on till eternity and still suffice..
And this is why we dont talk much..
When we talk about this love.
Love is a spiritual experience that affects us profoundly. Indeed, it's first submission and then compromise, both especial in nurturing and maintain the bliss of love. Beautiful piece of poetry bristling with insight. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Fidoic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb Thankew so much for giving us such healthy n butiful world to read n enliven in it