Its Love

Many may swear and say love is blind Many ways and means to find Not even blanket ban can hide Not a simple matter with friends to confide Is it not felt from within? Is it not separated by layer thin? What keeps it so sacred? Why everybody is so afraid? It is purely a God’s gift Must flow it smooth and swift No tussle, no fight and no rift Always praise with words and smooth lift Internal wish to last it long Should be best love story among No one should have slight doubt We will ever separate and turn about I consider it beautiful moment Love to watch your every movement No suitable word I find to comment If it turns out to be sour, I will never lament I intend it to preserve and cherish Not a single lapse on my part to finish It was my dream and sincere wish For you, even I may prefer to perish I never thought of your beautiful body That could be had by all and anybody But who could show me eternal love? Swimming on water not even lovely dove I don’t know what love stands for Was this not known this before? I simply take it as means to unite Simple wish to enjoy and delight Neither have I had words to explain Nor any room is left to complain All you pray for our love to grow As no hindrance to water’s flow I would love to see it happen soon Either it may in morning or noon It is matter of trust and pride Soon you should become beautiful bride.