(471)

                            

 

O n the path of truth and reality

In the way of love, light and purity

No question of options for the lovers

No talk of ease, comfort and flowers.

                            (472)

 

 

                                                          

 

The lovers can't tolerate

With sad autumn they relate

The departing and parting

The gap and distance parting

Is like an orchid empty of spring

No flower, no colour, nothing to sing.

                            (473)

                                                                                                   

                                                                                               

 

The union is like the spring

And reunion is life

Flowers blossom in heart and mind

Colours shower and songs remind

The sweet charm of love

Nothing is greater, none is above.    

                            (474)

 

 

 

                                                                                            

 

The beauty is treasure and good wealth

Tis lovers life, property and health

Love and beauty

walk together

Talk together

Both are might, both are light

One is left, the other at right

                            (475)

 

 

                                                               

 

The mood and seasons

The tenure and sessions

in the weather of love and fancy

All are lyric and songs in decency

Seem dancing in bright colours

And bathing well in raining showers.

                            (476)

 

    

 

                                

 

 

 The departing moments seem years

The heart sighs and eye tears

As the waiting tenure increases

Anxiety for the union decreases

Like the night that brings dawn

And as the rain, from heart is drawn.        

                            (477)

 

 

 

                                                            

 

Wise lessons, some tales narrate

Hawk and crow are not equal mate

In the struggle of snatching

From the hawk's beak hunting

A crow injured and wounded well

But in failure, was dropped and fell.    

                            (478)

 

 

 

                                                                         

 

Love has some mood and ethic

To feel cross is a loving logic

But angry temper is a disorder

Of the brain and mantle border.    

                            (479)

 

 

 

                                                         

 

Teasing to the torchered

Is more cruel to the suffered

Those already in trouble and pain

It is inhuman to  hurt again.        

                            (480)

 

 

 

                                                                  

 

Destiny is a life plan, secretly suggested on the skies

All the reliefs and sighs, the failure and success there lies

Luck is the nature's destiny oriented fortune

occurrence is devils ill-designed misfortune.