Love
Love
What is love?
Why do we love?
What is the need?
Why can’t we live without it?
It grows like a weed or
From an invisible seed
It is passion
Or heart’s compassion
It is flower which blooms and withers
Or fragrance which never dies
It is dream of awaken night
Or dawn’s twilight,
It is miracle
Or shackle?
Copyright © Sanjay Pursnani | Year Posted 2017
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