Lover Forever

Heard your shriven whine from the mountain, Here is me, just coming so close to you; Thirsty stone in water fall stream to go on and on; Bloody flower on shoot serves sweet fragrance, You don’t know me! Me the silver shine in far azure; Cool rain coming down through the horizon, You are blind though with eyes, could not see me; Me the light of firefly in darkness; The promise of shining sun emerged in the blue of azure, She is my untouched love of my life forever. Love is water color on canvas drawn by artist’s brush; Crops that farmer gain at so sweating, Love waking in the pen of poet so living poem; Stress of life struggler rushing all the time, Love on the eyes of lover tearing down in waiting; The lover’s hour of worship shrouded by shine, Love in soil emerging green field; The very nectar water of thirsty served by mother’s hand, Having on bosom the illusion of the soil’s affection; The lover forever, ancient primeval man of the civilization. I don’t come to pick up love, but only serve; Not I even sought to find the agony of the lover; Who had lost his torn cottage in the early war, Bullet embedded heart to pain making all havoc; Nobody wiped his tear, On the crossing of mourn shadow, I still remain standing on blur field, Love of grasshopper to have touch on bloody flower in hand, My eyes looking oblivion; Standing is victorious lover with red-green flag in the air, Breezy air off stirring his calm eyes; Poked sway of romance in the deep of love, Love is fragrance from muddy earth; On the rich green field full blossomed of humanities.