🌷The Wound Of Love🌷

==============The Snow=========== The snow that falls on The innocent leaves And on everything surrounded Makes them colourless But colours them all in white And sometimes gray and pink Under the rays of the sun Is a boon for them and their lives To restrain and caution In deadly suffocation The difficulties of our lives Teach us how to face them It's effects to wipe out Make a way for our imagination To  progress or to destroy Let's seek inspection  Inspit of being fainted Obstacles of our lives Are like tha parts of snow As a friend but a foe                        ✍रकमिश सुल्तानपुरी

The love haters How Injustice pervades in this society And on our lips to flow it every way Minds compeled to accept an unknown fact That is love ,yes love's certainty is that Can we draw a circle to define it Or make rules to free it from criticize Perhaps no then why we try To interfere in the feelings of lovers We shouldn't make a judgment on love If we can't make a constitution Love is not a guessing point not a decision Neither love a crime nor we criminals But a nectar of emotions to swallow . As butterflies lives for the flowers And nightingales for their songs And actually the lovers are so . We follow the divine rules of heart That's fixed in the minds by God But ill eyes Of The hater of lovers Can't realize the devotion of love                      Ram kesh mishra             awoundoflove.blogspot....

             The Third Pillar She comes slowly with shadowy evenings Around the pavement by turning left On the grassy lands with corn fields  As a slow noise breaks the silence And flows on the chimney smoke In the thick and alone forest's side She creeps up on the rounded path And stops near the third pillar To wait me for a long time in the dark To convey her secrets and emotions I was always a delayer in my promise Fear sits on my soldiers to suppress Myths draws me back because hesitation And doubts calls me with cunning voice My ladden feet vibrate my vains Darkness flings its long finger on me As it was the guardian of the love And the head of our baseless society Behind the hut near deserted place But I start with her notions I pretended not to she her gestures Dilemma forbade my dreamy sight The evening smiled on my meeting Vailed her face with darky curtain Because of shyness it run smoot...

               Song Of The Birds Oh! Lord of dawn ,wake up And pour them consolation The birds are creating the melodies Amd music in your praise Oh !no they are praying for welcome Rise ! oh God rise ! For them Show thy love for their hope Many voice many kinds Sweet music all ways They hearing you ,the echoes  Oh !lord of midday ,hear They still producing the music But now the sadness sits on their tone Making the echoes dim Human cries prevent their muse They live on the hoop for money to live And for some unnecessities All voice growth loud Slow voice fainted And disturbs the internal peace . Oh !God of evening, stop Listen with silence and see They fly towards their nests to rest And to make a farewell The human voice grow pale The birds are growing happy And pray for rise the next day All time they sing Many kinds they pray But now the insects in the charge .   ...

A Seller Of Love Once hunted by unrest at night On the way at the age of our prime I met a dreem seller wondering Under the stars in moonlight With a colourful basket, full of dreems For every human and for me He passed on my way and temped I begged him to give a bit of dreams At twelve for my hungery eyes And I guesssd his nature . He handed the boon as ash To rub and disappeared towards heaven I did what he said but vain  And continued the process till hours He returned to take his dreams back And sea me, my sides of bed Both the dreem and frightened sleep Were waiting to inter into the mind That was already full with memories And beautiful grace of her .  The seller whispered both of them And asked me the reasons of The dried drops of tear on my face I show sorrow by vibrating those lips That failed to uttar him reality And I too, while I tried again and again "Try by closing your eyes as long As at least you should get a slumber " I did a...

                 A Mirror Of Love If you do love and claim on lovers Whether she whom you were engaged Or others out of your thrall Then you know not or never tried To realize the honesty of love None is infidel or loyal Nor playing a game with you A true lover never complains For he knows the life is bounded With defined circumstances. Love is but the feelings and realizations And of our own's heart are Away from the touch of thirsty organs That is why we need a suitable Mirror As a lover or reflector that shows The actual hidden reflection of heart Eyes,the inspector for pure accuracy Change the lovers or mirrors If it unable to satisfy ourselves Go on in search for another love .                              By -Ram Kesh Mishra