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
- For Anne Gregory by William Butler Yeats
- Shattered Dreams. Broken Promises. by Russell James
- Afternoon song by Sunil Sharma
- Владимир Маяковский – Думай об армии (РОСТА №873)
- The Fruit Garden Path poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Last Curtain by Rabindranath Tagore
- I know The Music (unfinished) by Wilfred Owen
- In The Event Of My Demise by Tupac Shakur
- Atavism by William Stafford
- Валерий Брюсов – Из-за облака скользящий
- Омар Хайям – Не у тех, кто во прах государства поверг
- I Loved
- Deity of my dreams by Vasishta Sharma Gudi
- The Song Of The Old Mother by William Butler Yeats
- William Stafford – William Stafford
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