Elernal Love [Archives:2005/899/Community]

K. P. Janardhanan,
Mobil:711537212
Yemen dairy& Juice Industries, Hodeidah
The dried leaf of an oak Tree,

Fell in love with A budding flower,

Murmured in her ear

For Anew lease of life!

Before the natures long –

Out stretched hand grab me,

Take me to your fold,

Give me what I lost.

Foolishness, though my angel, help me,

To turn back the hands of that big clock,

The desire to live with you,

Is burning with in me.

Dear old! You are reading –

The last chapter in the book of life,

Where many a question,

The wise any fool alike failed to answer.

Wide opened from page one,

That book life in front of me,

To read, To rediscover, To interpret

Life as seen through my own eyes.

Waste no time my saver,

Take this cup of giltered wisdom

Drink, you drink the honey of my know – how,

I, the intoxi cating wine of your youth.

Go no deep in life's intricacies,

Don't concentrate on its bitter part,

In the guise of teachings,

Religion, denied us that sweet bowl!

OH ! that sweet bowl !!

What is life? Nothing but love!

Love, any love alone!

Is it wrong to be loved, being loved?

Love! Enjoy life to its last drop!

Oozing the drips of life's honey,

Clicking away the seconds of the pendulum!

Waste no time my young

Come!, thrill me by your bubbling youth!!!
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