A flaming hot sky
Where should I hide
Your love is no umbrella
To shelter me from the fate
Not a wisp of breeze
Where should I retreat
Your love is no tree
To house me in its magnanimity
Where should I hide
Where should I retreat
Your silence gives me no answer
Your words melt me more
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A new definition to the love....Amusing, Yes love cannot protect us from natural things but it has power to elate us emotionally Brilliant poem Nosheenji.