Blooming Love

It is the power of you that you love somebody You know, in it embedded too much latent energy By which you can take sweet revenge of all hates Without cloud from above precipitates like dew And from all around perpetuates upon you But these drops of dislikes are blessings, boons in disguise Secretly they turn into a piece of precious diamond As they clearly reflect the fine light of recognition Of the change you bring upon, in and out, by blooming beauty Without giving love a name or any definition All are called out and invitations are sent to all sorts of bees Like a flower without any discrimination.