O' My Love

     

There are innumerable things

whom I love,

I never keep accounts of love.

May be life giver shining sun,

May be love affair supporter

luminescent moon.

While I stay in Ajanta I love the

 life creating sculptures,

While I roam in Agra I love the

Tazjgrave of lovelorn Shahejahan

one of the global wonders.

While I visit Greenland I love to

Spend Night inside the Igloo,

When I voyage I prefer to love

leaping Dolphin in the blue.

While I am out of mood I opt to

Seek love of my sweetheart,

But when I move to my daughter's

house I love to kiss her little baby's

Loving heart.

While I am writing at my study room,

I would love to have a interval glance

At the oil paint of my late grand mom.

There are so much objects of love

That create unlimited desires that

Always put me in a discontented wilderness from my top to bottom.

Bur when I love to offer prayer to Lord

of the Universe I raise myself up to

The topmost peak of the contented

Castle of Love which present me with

An enlightened garland of loving mankind.