Love is a season without a reason
It changes your humour without a lesson
Love is like a fragrance which spread from incenses
It mesmerizes the soul and the senses
Love is an emotion filled with potion
It heals and nurtures the man in commotion
Love is compassion which comes with a passion
It diffuses in the environs in its own fashion
Love is mightier than the mightiest power
It fills the heart with courage, of a lover
Love is a fusion of subtle forces
But it can defeat an army even with roses
Love is the essence of this universe
It makes every lover a poet and itself a verse
Love is the utmost moral of humanity
It teaches you every moment to live in verity
Love is a guide with glorious vision
It always leads you to a higher mission
Love knows only to share and spare
This emotion never knows how to scare
Love is a tempest which take away the ripest,
Muppets left can only pretend themselves to be the brightest.
Love is the testament for the presence of God
It fills every creature with the essence of Lord
Love is the beginning and the end of creation
It is the final point of culmination.
sreejith
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