Destination of Love

Love is a river Filled with the water Of sorrowful tears Of the two banks Like the separated lovers The flow of water Is the bulk of Feelings of love Which the lovers Like the sincere preservers Hold whole heartedly The waves in it Are the intensity of Their painful feelings The floating weeds in it Are the old dated norms Which in spite of Being broken and torn Keep on polluting The purity of love Sometimes the intensity Of pain is so high That the flood of tears Breaks away the limits And the water Overflows the banks And submerge The fields of the society Causing a chaos all around And they all With their binding efforts Again limit the flow Within the banks As if imprisoning the love To avoid the destructions Of the crops of traditions This is going on For the ages And will go on For the ages to come The river of tears Have to flow upto Its salty destination To be merged Into the world of Infinite ocean Forever To be forgotten