How to struggle, if love could learn
From the drops of falling rain
Which travel from the sky to land
To get merged within on the earth
It would not be ever blamed.
How to wait, if love could learn
From those no moon stars
Throughout the night just for a sight
So patiently, they keep eying
It would not be ever cried.
How to sacrifice, if love could learn
From the tiny insects which often fly
Around the lamp for its light
Finally get burned just in the love
Oh! It would surely be survived.
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D K Chauhan Poetry 