I want pond like love

Where one can see one’s face

Where sun and shadow make friendship

Where from rays of rainbow rise

Where peace and calm prevails,

Where age is a number,

Sea of humanity persists.

Yes I want that love

I give that love.

But I don’t want wind like love that rushes toward me,

By spoiling the color of the sky,

The wind, which does not have a direction,

Nor is it consistent in motion,

Nor does nature have with it any relation though it can be deemed nature by itself.

Because wind uproots a tree

Pond quenches one’s thirst

Wind deserts the sight

Pond touches one’s eyes

Hate is the relationship of humankind with wind

The eyes never leave hugging the pond.

Yes I want the pond like love

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