Mirage Of Love Poem by Puja Chakraborty

My Heart stands like desert's sands, So hot and bright,
You will always remain like a mirage in my sight.

Like the pale desire of a skinny bird's,
You are my lucky card, in whole imaginary world's.

Lust will be finished! ! The glasses will break,
Thirty springs will pass, our memories will shake!

If we meet again, what I was, I will remain!
After a long time, we'll meet again,
And Nature's beauty, will soothe our pain.