Love

It’s my heart’s song To flash signs and wait For love to blossom From votaries to hate A hyperbole in emotion Can embalm warring nations Invariably cuts frozen ice Such innate surmise Soothes anger Makes men bear hunger Rain, wind and sun Adversities appear fun In true love Beyond comprehension Logic desires and reason A push always nearing shove Love’s myriad affair Poised with desires On verge to splurge Are but cutely fair A mood that augments Into supreme desires Causing souls’ trigger To face love’s rigour For an eventual peace Serene, conquest to please May we all have love to long! May we listen our heart’s song! Ankur

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