who says love doesn't exists?,
young girls & boys clutching each other shamelessly,
with their lips locked with each others.
kissing, snogging & doing things "NOT TO BE DESCRIBED".
showing least respect to the society,
changing their "SO CALLED LOVE"
like a display of grocery shop, every now and then.
But, yes, what you find in the corner of every second street isn't love.
young girls & boys clutching each other shamelessly,
with their lips locked with each others.
kissing, snogging & doing things "NOT TO BE DESCRIBED".
showing least respect to the society,
changing their "SO CALLED LOVE"
like a display of grocery shop, every now and then.
imagine if every one had a kooh-i-noor,
would it be a priceless Gem.
yup, love is a price less Gem!
a rare gem, one finds.
would it be a priceless Gem.
yup, love is a price less Gem!
a rare gem, one finds.
But then,
Loving doesn't mean to Gather all the riches and wealth from the world.
Rather it means to provide the world with all that you have...
A story to tell, and touch their soul,
A song to sing, and sooth their ears,
A music to play, and let them forget their pains,
A hand to help, and share their loads,
A word of sympathy to to make them ease and bow the hope seeds,
A touch to make them feel,
'that they are not alone, irrespective of how heavy are the rains'.
A action to show that you care.
But, Love, like every precious & priceless Gem have a Curse with it...
it's Named as 'The pain'.
possible that you give all what you had, Do all you that could be done by you,
and in return get the words of abuses & insult.
[like once some one said me " who told you that we are friends..."]
Yes, it does pains, and, it pains a lot...
But a lover must know 'the art of enjoying pain'.
Because,
Enjoying pleasure is easy
And to love,
is really HARD.
After all, love isn't
A barter system market in which you make a fairer exchange.
Love doesn't means,
To be rich or beggar.
But it means
To be even a beggar richly....
[ hope you understand]
Rather it means to provide the world with all that you have...
A story to tell, and touch their soul,
A song to sing, and sooth their ears,
A music to play, and let them forget their pains,
A hand to help, and share their loads,
A word of sympathy to to make them ease and bow the hope seeds,
A touch to make them feel,
'that they are not alone, irrespective of how heavy are the rains'.
A action to show that you care.
But, Love, like every precious & priceless Gem have a Curse with it...
it's Named as 'The pain'.
possible that you give all what you had, Do all you that could be done by you,
and in return get the words of abuses & insult.
[like once some one said me " who told you that we are friends..."]
Yes, it does pains, and, it pains a lot...
But a lover must know 'the art of enjoying pain'.
Because,
Enjoying pleasure is easy
And to love,
is really HARD.
After all, love isn't
A barter system market in which you make a fairer exchange.
Love doesn't means,
To be rich or beggar.
But it means
To be even a beggar richly....
[ hope you understand]