I had no idea what I was looking for, I just knew that you were it.

I wonder when we claim, write and dream what love is...

We don't know that love is just a fate...

Love is something you feel not see ...

It is hard to describe the sweetness of honey to some one who cannot taste ...

The falcon can never describe  how it flies ...

But if we observe the falcon carefully we may learn how ...

We think ... but we can not see how the brain thinks ...

Simply no one remembers their first cry when they came out of their mother's womb

Love is the first heart beat that sent your life its first heat ...

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Look! My friend
It is true that
my existence will be graved after death-
you forget me,
as speed squander particle existence--
earth could not remember--
either it will be deformed
or dissolved---

Memory decays as rolling stone-
forget and fade
twinkle childhood,
as daffodils wither at evening---

Today's child
the father of tomorrow
Aye reminisces the past and decide the future,
today's peppy stream with its chime,
tomorrow's buried river-
only articulate history

Civilization, culture and fashion,
those are transfigured by time-
I see, truth has grown as a lie
as the sun rises in the west,
men have made the conversion to lie-
as politics become poly tricks-

Igneous to metamorphic rock,
by the process of nature with time-
the ultimate truth

From summer to winter,
winter to spring -
pouring--
Sweet sweat-
snowflakes-
cuckoo sings
season changeover and being--

But aftermath
my friend,
two things are still ******,
untouched,
my love--
my soul--
the power of God----
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@Musfiq us shaleheen