Love is stage
Felt in each age
Like wind blowing
And allowing
No one can escape
Simple rape
by wind
When it touches with lovely kind
I feel lost
And get frost
With chill
When it is done at will
Please do not ask
Often
It happens
All of sudden
It is reasonable
To struggle
But on face
Keep smile with love trace
Die for love
And believe
It is happiest moment
Close eyes and feel movement
hasmukh amathalal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/do-not-ask-6/
