I know, you wonder why I write poem only on love,
Moon also had asked this, sun was amazed too,
Birds chirped, animals urged, tell us the reason lad,
Winds chorused, rain questioned me, speak the truth,
Fire got angry, but thanks to ice, which helped me,
Okay, let me tell you, love is divine, it can combine strangers,
But I have had a bitter taste of it, but still I believe in love,
Still I believe in her, still I have hope, that she will come someday,
And will give me a hug, kiss me, admire my poems of which,
She is the inspiration, when she comes, it will be rebirth of faith.