Rubaiyat - Fighting Love

In my agony and your ecstasy of love.
Who is winning the battle we seldom care?
Life arena becomes the battlefield with tug of war
Whichever side the rope gets pulled, war is on again.

by Mohammed Asim Nehal

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the mountains and woods Have their day, have their day; What one in the rout Of the fire-born moods Has fallen away? TIME drops in decay, Like a candle burnt out, ......a truthbound- good- to- read poem