At some point the human form runs out,
Physical attraction ends.
Priya's doe eyes,
Now the faded, gray past.
Kajal black hair like a cloud of hair,
Today, unstructured, white color.
Wrinkles are evident on the forehead.
The skin on both sides of the cheeks is loose and rough today.
Like a ripe fruit, the Adharostha fades today.
Moisture, softness disappeared in it.
Many folded arms,
Both of them are worn out and very tired today.
At some point, man's youth really comes to an end.
The attraction of the body is no more.
There is no likeness in the hair, eyes, or belly of the beloved.
The language of poetry becomes wordless.
Once Priya's form runs out,
Physical attraction comes to an end;
Beloved's breasts no longer attract.
But, what remains,
Never dies.
does not run out;
Do you know what that is?
love
Don't look for love in the body,
There is no benefit, you will not get it.
Physical attraction is only a biological urge.
It's not love, it's like.
So love the heart and not the body.
It will never end.
Because the good will run out,
Love never ends.
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