Love like dew embellished some orchards
For some a snowy carpet it made
His currents of love rushed seawards
On my palms like rain drops it played
The wordless concealed it in heart
But some created expressive verse
He scripted his love in mastered art
I scribbled mine with inept rehearse
Some reckon its beauty to full moon
A timeless spring for budding desire
Others deem it to blazing sun of noon
That scorched their flowering empire
What eyes observe of love is deception
Heart yearns for fidelity unrevealed
Gaudy exteriors of untrue affection
Concedes to the ardour concealed.
(Inspired by Syed Kamran.H.Bukhari's poem 'There is no love'...)
Seema Aarella
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