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
- Communal War
- A Tale of Starvation poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Yasin Khan
- Sampan Song
- Winged And Acid Dark by Robert Hass
- Closed Path by Rabindranath Tagore
- Eucalyptus Grove, morning by Neal Dachstadter
- Юлия Жадовская – Да, я вижу
- Song—Farewell to the Highlands by Robert Burns
- Sonnet CXXVII by William Shakespeare
- The Dark Hour by William Henry Davies
- The Wanderings of Oisin: Book II by William Butler Yeats
- The Immigrant
- Wednesday by Marvin Bell
- My Government Frustrates Me by Olaniyi Beloved Abimbola
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