Thursday, 19 September 2013

Lovenet, J

Some hours has been piled on our record of love

But love on ye is still in the account of prove

Every minute am with yer vibrant pictures

The senses from other loves are not as yours

Thinking on your love I can’t see any gorgeous

As if the meaning of love is lost in your genius

Silence in my classes made me to think on our future

Your Happiness, pleasing with our dreams is my tenure

But in the mid way accident of innocent devils

What our love story we can do for those evils?

If the god and goddess are unsatisfied with our love

What we can do to keep our relations in glued love?

     These are the divergences of our human imagination

    If our loves are with faith and trust still in migration

    World for our love will be there with full of recreations