I wonder where Love has lost
in the thick woods or the deep
graves?
or lost in the old books of
Lovers?
I ponder who comes and
saves.
Save us from the illusion
Illusion of Lust to be Love
The presence of Love within
Not to search beneath or
above.
No value for relationships
Just a piece of paper to commit
Love just starts to fade away
Only one word “sorry”, we
don’t fit !!
How can that be love??
Instead to grow it loses it’s
strength
Shows it’s dark colors
And scares us to death.
I doubt this to be Love
Love cannot be this weak
It’s the other name of God
The truth that we all seek.
 





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