Can It Be Named As Love
ASK A QUESTION TO THYSELF
WHAT IS LOVE?
SOME WOULD SAY, A SYMBOL OF DOVE.
SOME WOULD SAY, IT CAN'T BE EXPRESSED;
WHILE SOME WOULD SAY IT MAKES THE PEOPLE DEPRESSED.
SOME WOULD SAY, IT IS A FEELING APART FROM OUR LIVES;
AND SOME WOULD SAY WE DO IT TO OUR WIVES.
I KNOW IT IS A COMPLICATED QUESTION;
BUT IT IS MORE WHEN YOU ARE IN THE SAME SITUATION.
FOR A CHILD, LOVE IS WHAT HE DOES TO SOMEONE OTHER.
BUT WHAT ACTUALLY IS LOVE?
NOT SLEEPING IN THE NIGHTS;
NOT TO BE MORE INTERESTED IN FIGHTS;
SEEING EVERYWHERE THE PERSON'S LIGHTS
CAN'T BE NAMED A LOVE.
EVERY PERSON WOULD HAVE A DIFFERENT OPINION FOR THE FEEL;
SOME WOULD SAY, IT'S SOMETHING TO HEEL.
SOME WOULD SAY, IT'S A PATH TOWARDS HELL;
SOME WOULD SAY, IT MAKES OUR EGO FELL.
THE HURTED ONE'S WOULD SAY, LOVE IS FAKE;
THE BEGINNERS WOULD SAY, LOVE IS A BEAUTIFUL LAKE.
NOW, NOT CARING ABOUT OTHERS ANSWERS.
FOR ME, IN THIS MATERIALISTIC WORLD.
LOVE IS NOTHING JUST AN AFFECTION;
BUT IN THE SPIRITUAL WORLD, IT'S DIRECT GOD'S REFLECTION...
Copyright © Ojasvi Budhiraja | Year Posted 2013
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