Love's anguish

Love’s anguish

Love’s anguish is not in the
Immersed repetitive utterance
Of Romeo and Juliet,
romping romances do not fill
the limpid, white sheets of
papers frittering on the table,
cries of wails do not creep into
the corners of streets, stories of
clandestine meetings, gifts in
glittering wraps ,do not suffice
the unabated anguish, many a
dithyrambic songs of ‘ I love you,’
‘ I love you’ do not fill the pages
Of books, not in empty stares
and looks, not in brooks and rivulets,
Love’s anguish in eternal waiting
If found to be honest and sincere.