By DR.YOGESH SHARMAUpdated: FEBRUARY 22, 2018 15:08
Take this encounter of love go on until we meet.Then be quiet and stop all the exposition.Shed the fear of the shouting mob, motley or fat;Or boo or applaud on our open exhibition. Let our love be extended to our foes.Let chats grow in its liking.Let legends be sung with warped truth san woes.Let paradise collapse on my head crushing.
O, My Love! How long these hostilities rest.Let my challengers’ rancour at lat.That they do not want me in your heart,Though, our love was kept from all, a secret. In the drapes of dark on starry nights,We shall greet in silence to enjoy our flights.