Love of Life

Love may keep life
Inert life that feeds on other life
To enliven and love the seasons
So that living is a pleasure
As a pleasant behaviour
Always.

Love may be heart after one man or woman,
Afterwards it stayed and left no one.
The moon is lovely because of its sin
In higher talking and debate in the night.
You love a heart of innocence, of the night
And the day
And the night.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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