Love, the way it is…

Conch

 

I don’t believe in true love.
I jut believe on love
the way it is;
the way, it is created.

True love varies
from person to person
and sometimes it’s so demanding too,
either from her or from his side.

Believe me or not,
love is pure and so silent…!
It doesn’t looks beautiful
with cosmetic prefix or suffixes.

What is ‘love’,
Can be said ?
Only can be expressed or can be felt.
It just circulates where it is welcomed.

Love is just love.
So believe on love,
the way it is,
and plz don’t pollute it.

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6 thoughts on “Love, the way it is…

  1. Hi Rajkishore. Thank you for your comment and liking my poem ‘Remembrance’. I like your poem.’ Love the way it is’.What is love it can mean so much in many different ways. Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet

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