THE TWO FLOWS

A river,

Full of rain water,

Breaks the riverbank,

Takes the shape of flood,

Flows out with pride,

Wherever it finds,

A soft soil.

It does not see,

 Whether the affected region,

 Is a habitation, a forest,

Or an agricultural land.

A heart,

 Full of youthful excitement,

 Opens up and unveils its feelings

When it sees,

 Another beautiful heart,

 An adorable persona,

 A compassionate soul,

 That could nourish and respect

His/her sweet emotions.

He/she does not see

Whether she/he is

Physically attractive or not,

Practically romantic or not,

Materially rich or not,

Socially high or not.

As the river and an eager soul,

Do not use a brain to ponder,

Before their flow begins.