There is something unheard,
about a land somewhere below earth.
There people love, and only love.
Not like here, where its in dearth.
No trust, no message of peace,
no eating together, no drink indeed.
no magic of golden three love,
all we have plastic smiles to creep.
for that place,looking for a hole,
somewhere, where no gate have no gateman.
where she waits with eyes ringed with kohl.
Where there is love and love alone.