love

A Poem by Mehta

love is meant to be temporary as like smiling of the face as brighter as sun . love has no language, it is own langauge to live.

Love is driving out of the darkness to be loved,

Love is a lighter to the candle for happiness.

love has its own way of elucidating itself,

love is fearless to all the root of evils.

love is like shinning of thoughts with words of actions,

Love inshort either a cause of storm or a solution.

love is a mystery eptimoised life to walked path,

love is a little hope, little sound of chirpy and impeccable nature.

love is ubiquitious, love is a pro-creation of human ,

love is i leapt out of a window to feel and embracing life.

love is friends to be one of those who are standstill by your side,

Love is a religion to die for.

love cis a red crayon to those who are motionlkess,

love is not meant to be at place it moves on as the sun moves with its bright light to makes us happy and lively.

Quote said by rabindranath tagore, '' love adorns itself, it seeks to prove the inward joy by its ouward beauty of appearence''.

© 2018 Mehta

Author's Note

i hopefully say that you like my poem and give your reviews to me.

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No I didn't like your poem, ........................loved it!

Posted 6 Years Ago

6 Years Ago

Did you like my poem or not

barleygirl

The best part of your message is the way you draw from such a wide variety of ideas to describe & show how love is or can be. Many times writers reach for the same over-used ideas, but here you have reached far & wide for such unexpected ideas, things I would never have thought about before, in connection with love. There is a little bit of awkwardness in the way your English is constructed, but it's still clear to easily understand what you mean. I wouldn't worry about trying to correct your writing, but just enjoy writing, becuz your joy shines thru & that's what's important in what you have to say. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie