Love, it seems, is nothing..
And yet is every thing!
In the ocean of heart...
It is a tide rising..
Oh my faraway moon!
Wanting to touch you..
Deep down the mire of mind..
It is a memory for musings..
Oh my forgotten friend!
Longing to meet you..
Salve for bruised soul..
It is a secret..
Oh my healer!
I am sharing only with you..
Music to ears and poem for lips..
Love is a song.
Oh my adored!
I am always willing to sing with you..
About the Author
Anubhuti
Joined: 25 Aug, 2015 | Location: , India
I am, was and will remain an avid reader. Writing, however, is a new, though not unexplored territory. Earlier my writing was limited to reports, presentations, opinions and other writing assigments which, though were part of my job, I enjoyed doing ...
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