Love by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar



	Love is a fantasy A pleasant feeling Tickling the strings of heart Caressing it with sweet soft touch Resounding life With the music of soothing happiness. Love is a willing drug To the soulful youths Intoxicating minds and heart Making them ever lost In the world of imagination Of their sweet future and ecstasy. Love is a sweet invisible relation Between two hearts Either unified by society’s hands Or separated physically At two different places But mingled together at heart and soul. Love is an enigma Beyond the understanding Of the body and the mind But within the realm of soulful heart Tempting the youths of all ages To understand and measure its profundity.

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Thanks Hrishabh..!!

bhaskaranandjhabhaskar
04/12/2014 11:33 AM

very nice one sir

hrishabh kishore
01/19/2014 13:47 PM

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