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I wish to write a love poem

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Read few works of great poets and I�m so inspired,
how well they wrote of finding love and it�s grievous loss;
to write one such poem, has been my long desire,
then wonder, how I�d write of love, that never was.

Well, I can write about a star, disowned by the sky,
or bursting of a lonely cloud, it�s how and the whys;
can write about some flowers, ignored and left to dry,
or colors� leap as rainbow, when flowers kiss the sky.

I can write about some people, their lies and deceits,
or cravings of few bonded souls, yearning to be free;
can write about relations, their silence and the bleats,
or how dry leaves of jungle, conspire to burn trees.

Isn�t there always a tender song, waiting to be sung,
hoping for its first flight with half-grown pinions;
colors dry outside canvas, in wait for artisan;
if love comes, it�s fine with me or else, other poems.