Poem "Love never ends

At a few factor the human form ends,
Physical enchantment ends.
Priya's eyes
Now the faded, grey past.

Clouds of hair like black hair of kajal,
Unstructured, white color these days.
Wrinkles are really visible at the brow
Like a ripe fruit, the Adharostha fades these days.
Moisture, softness disappeared in it.
Many folded hands,
Both of them are wiped out and really tired these days.

At a few factor, guy's young people surely involves an give up.
The enchantment of the frame is needless
At a few factor, man's children honestly involves an give up.
The appeal of the frame is no more.
There isn't any likeness in the hair, eyes, or belly of the loved.
The language of poetry will become wordless.

Once Priya's shape runs out,
the bodily
Do you understand what this is?
Love
Don't search for love inside the body,
There is no benefit, you'll now not get it.
Physical attraction is handiest a biological urge.
It's not love, it's like.

So love the heart and not the frame.
It will by no means end.
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