Mottakeenur Rehman



Lingering and pasting the colour of eyes 

on the eyes of opposite side;

If the affair in between two meet at the point of mutuality,

This is called the love of true identity!

If one never goes away from the another one

And takes the resolution of faith,

There will definitely flow a river of sacred affinity from the eyes of their gentle feeling!



If the spring season of life 

pastes the colours into the eyes of humanbeing

How could we rely on the beauty of mind ,blindly?

Without knowing the language of love

Can the union of two lovers 

get the ultimate dedication of true love!


Without getting the response of loved one's;

Can only affection be able to fulfill

the heavenly pleasure!

Why does the Tajmahal of dreamy land 

break into the pieces of scattered dream!!



  • Michael Edwards

    Another magical write M

  • Lorna

    Very beautiful lines: Why does the Tajmahal of dreamy land

    break into the pieces of scattered dream!!

  • Yahchanan AbiyaH

    Must agree with Lorna on the stand out lines and image that it solicits. In fact the last lines also sound like an intro to another poem!

  • FredPeyer

    Well written, MR! And yes, love can be simple, or very complicated!

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