Love
Love is a sacred twine binding our hearts,Reminds none can live in parts.Is an angel so spiritual,Away from wordly rituals.Is a vibration amidst minds,Always sympathetic and kind.Is as pure as purity could be sensed,As such is life's essence.Depends not on appearance,Demands but perseverance.Is a feel which each can feel,And in no way is a deal.Is a virtue which teaches 'to give'And also to 'forget and forgive'Love is a colourful confetti,Is in fact Almighty. Alas ! Love hurts,Hurts heartily, its Classic Irony,Supisingly in Symphony.Is what He's all aboutLord is Love no doubt.
Copyright © Shobhana Kumar | Year Posted 2013
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