The Song of Love ----------------------- By Kashif Ali Abbas-The - TopicsExpress



          

The Song of Love ----------------------- By Kashif Ali Abbas-The Writer A figure lying motionlessly in the desert There are vultures above, down the dirt The bodys injured,covered in bloods turret A voice comes from heavens,scenes divert Who is lying there? Surely, deaths one flirt Who killed him? Life, death, or hearts hurt? The answer showered down instantly there above It was neither life, nor the death, just pure love Murdered, slaughtered by Cupids killing glove This is the body of a lover in shamelessly shove A creative art all round, like work of Deneuve It was not a gigantic crime, but, ah to be-love There goes the eyes wide shut wildly A man in love is in mere pain truthfully Lying in the desert of life, O shamelessly What would be the outcome eventually? Spare the passion that twinkles, regretfully I am in love, a statement, coming loudly It was a day of sunshine and fortune dear All was static, I was in despair of lifes sneer Of life, I lived none. It was just beauty and fear Out of no where, appeared,She coming near The heart tickles down like stars in skys rear A smile of peace, a shadow of love in one tear O what I could do? What could I say ? I was out of senses, out of the way The shining eyes, pretty smile in array Hunt me down, took my heart to sway What is left then? Nothing, but her, Okay? It was love of the life, lifes brightest day The poor fate of the body is sealed, Oh no! The Love has killed many, from sand to snow Just leave her to live more, the only way though Or you be a sign of horror, for the world to go As you die once, live once; You only love once O! Shamble words, tremble tongue,it is loves show The dialogues ended, but not the conclusion It was an act of pride, love is indeed destruction You are punished, O man! for the divine illusion A creature is unaware of complexities of creation And there it was done. A body in deserts provision It is me, I am the victim of love. Yes, I am the one! There were storms of sand, that covered the figure In the desert, it was pitch darkness of passions vigor Life is back again, Love shines again? Just configure A dead lover worth more than thousand alive, O dear It was a noble end, It was of pure bravery in hearts trigger The world smiles again as I remember her, better and bigger!
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 09:08:42 +0000

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