Why do we wander for it , why this is so illusive
The thing which is known as love the “exclusive” ,
Neither finding it on the earth nor even in the vast blue
Why people claim so tall that it is in their heart’s hue ,
So easy to claim it but it is not that , in easy access
The claiming ego, the true search all these excuses ,
Make it like , it is , just a mirage of some desert land
Always seems so near , but why it stands in the hot sand ,
Why we surrender to things which are just momentous
Why we try to “catch it “ with things , called phallicious .
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Dug-Out by Siegfried Sassoon
- Don’t Ceäre by William Barnes
- Алексей Жемчужников – Земля
- Юнна Мориц – На смерть Джульетты
- Владимир Британишский – От низменного к неземному
- “Wishing to float” by Seema Gupta
- Weathering poem – A. R. Ammons poems | Poetry Monster
- Владимир Маяковский – Расчистка пути (РОСТА)
- Epistle II: To A Lady (Of the Characters of Women) poem – Alexander Pope
- Southern Sunrise by Sylvia Plath
- The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan by Shel Silverstein
- An October Nocturne by Yvor Winters
- On The Death Of Mr William Hervey
- Владимир Высоцкий – О знаках Зодиака
- Rains Have Come poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
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