Love comes with pains
As flowers bring sharp
But hidden thorns.
Morning sun brings hidden afternoon
Full of heat and dampness.
And rains carry life
For pathogens and insects.

We focus so much on the smile
We never think of our faults.
We enjoy all the huge waves of love
Till the boulder arrives
And crushes us
And finally paralyzed our souls.

The season changes
The weather changes
Seeds germinate
And flower turns into fruits
But our mind
Our heart and our souls
Carry only pains, sorrow and tears
Till we die or we hide from the world.

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar