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Love has many Forms
by Rupradha Mookerjee
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  My love for you helps me to live
In this unkind abrasive world,
Sometimes it acts as a magic
In which I am totally enthralled.

Sometimes it becomes poetry
Arousing the poet within me,
Sometimes it takes the form of song
Giving me a singer’s spree.
Sometimes it acts like a balm
Healing my heart’s sores,
Sometimes it quenches my thirsts
Drenching me like downpours.

Sometimes it sounds like a flute
Playing an enchanting, soothing tune,
Sometimes it gives me cosmic light
Shining above all like a moon.
Sometimes it turns into the prime cause
For which only I want to survive,
Sometimes it is a rejuvenating boon
Which helps my life to revive.

Sometimes it thrives like a tree
Giving me shelter unbound,
Sometimes it’s the philosophy of life
Plunging me into thoughts profound!
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July 29, 2011
More By: Rupradha Mookerjee
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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thank you so much KumarJi for your constant appreciations!!

rupradhamookerjee
08/08/2011 01:27 AM

Comment Bravo, Rupradha. Is there anything left that love doesn't give in life!! Great composition. Thanks.

Kumarendra Mallick
08/07/2011 21:41 PM

Comment Thank you so much Prafulla Ji.Sure I will..

rupradhamookerjee
07/31/2011 23:38 PM

Comment This is indeed platonic.let everyone;s love thrive like a tree to give shelter unbound.ONly almighty deserves such love.The lines are like flowers for an offering .Just read my poem -o n a bird to find another form of love-

prafulla
07/31/2011 13:43 PM




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