But time was jealous and could not see,
The two innocents in love only love.
It started snatching the beauty of life,
One by one everything was gone,
Emotions were gone,
Sentiments were gone,
Passions were gone,
Understanding was gone.
The cruel age,
Coated a layer on everything,
A layer that needs a name,
Distances were increased,
The beloved when turned,
In a living hysteria,
The act was reacted,
And one day the lover,
Broke two glasses,
Were it merely the glasses,
Or the hearts were broken.
Many days gone,
Time started reverting,
They didn’t talk each other,
They are sleeping in different bed rooms,
The nature intervened,
And gave wings to the hearts,
With a bitter smile,
Asked the hearts to fly,
And to go back,
In her lovely arms,
For an unending sleep,
And the dreams unseen,
Well in advance,
Before the cruel time,
Manages to snatch,
The beauty of love!
(I started submitting my poems on 23rd of March,2014 but it was 22nd of March according to their time. Anyway, it’s my first birthday at PH, being celebrated alone with a poem you just read)