After my last post on love, i had a discussion with a close friend Tincy. I shared with her my ideas of love. She came up with a beautiful poem which I thought i should share. The poem has no title.
Love to me is more than just 4 letter word
Love to me is more than a relationship dat one shares wid someone near
Love to me as pure as dew
Wat love means to me i guess known by very few
Love to me is a feelin beyond one can see or imagine
Love to me is like north and south poles of a magnet inseparable
Love to me is the joy that fills the farmer seeing his crop grow
Love to me is the first drops of rain after a hot day plough
Love to me is the happy joy of enjoying my day's first bony
Love to me is waiting like a kid for the last bell to go off..
Love to me is sweet taste of going home after a war for a soldier
Love to me as small and simple yet so complex in itself
Love to me is u me and we...
2 comments:
hehehe ab main kya bolu...too gud man too gud...
really now i believe....
dat dere exist few things in dis world......
they dont require any name or introduction...
LOVE is 1 of dem.....
i wud b wholeheartedly pleased if u do share some more like dis wid us........
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