I have seen people falling in love,
I have
found people crying in love,
I have seen
people falling apart in love,
I have seen
people comparing love,
I have seen
people deciding whom to love,
I have
heard people talking about love,
But still,
the word most magical, most mysterious and most captivating to me is nothing
but LOVE…
If love is
to give then why is everyone in love hurt,
If love is
so simple then why is it so rare,
If love is
sweet then why is it so painful,
And if love
is so kind then why the ones in love are the most miserable..
I have
known, love should be unconditional,
Then what if
someone refuses your love,
Can you
still be giving your love?
I am still
unsure, I am still wondering what is unconditional love!
If love is
to want and to want is to love then what if one’s love is not wanted!
In all
these forms I see ‘love’ as complex,
And when it
turns complex perhaps there is no love left at all…
I am still
waiting to see love in its simplest form,
I am still
hopeful of understanding the word ‘love’,
And I know
one day I will…
As once I
had seen it, as I had felt it, as I had known it to be,
Simple,
sweet and kind…
The word "LOVE" is the healthy passion to keep everyone going without thinking anything to be a complex in this utmost complexity of the life. It is an "Yogical metabolism of mind" which can overpower the filthy narrowness of our disturbed thoughts and direct us to believe ourselves to get surrounded by the ever-purest bubble unconditionally. Keep on writting such poetical expressions on what we hope to have but can't be able to possess,interestingly. Stay safe.
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