Posted by: Ron DuBour | January 22, 2017

A quest~by Ziauddin Bulbul


 

 

A quest

A quest remains unchanged
inside the mind
Why in search of love tired this heart !
If all are for a few moments
Why do blooming than untold flowers ?
Fragrance, will it be there in mind ?
Oh no nothing remains all gets wiped off;
Exchange of whatever talks
we have had
All gets finished within a short period
Ecstatic feeling of physique escapes without notice;
What is achieved from the pain of love ?
Only this question exists.
Unanswered.


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