Bones Quiver Again

Do not give me anything.
I remember Kabir. You have to
knit the love and hate.

Untold, I will speak again.
The strawberry moon becomes Orpheus.
And I start searching superhuman.

You must choose your
hard days. Life has been incomplete.
Love tends to crawl towards me.

Life is a series of pleasures and pains. There is a constant effort to come out of this circle of different emotions. Love alone can give us peace and happiness.  

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003