We crave for love
We want to offer love
Relationships at core
We are called social
Yet we can not deny
we all are alone
after one point
we aspire for a space
only our place and soul
When call of time
shatter the voice
when our tone maul
our integrity at stake
Yes we crave to love
one person....
that looks deep
in a mirror
I am for that person
alive not dead
then stale relations
remain as mute rock
Some corner mends
Some words tend
Yet the sneer
rather looks fail
nicely done with a deep thought We crave for love =we crave love crave is a transitive verb, taking object direct without preposition like the for
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quiet rhythm and gentle words lending to the silence of being alone. Very good poem! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn