Each word is a new poem... each breath a new rhyme... Each smile a new beginning... each day a blessing sublime!

A just Love!

Let my youth to live this era,
Let few memories get buried with me,
Let me get drowned in the love’s sea,
Let this time be foundation of my life’s theme!
Liberty for few to breath secured,
Or dream getting reality chewed,
And just to own a space around,
Self-believing, as for you joy is bound!
A string of heart gets to sing,
Pain of limiting soul aches,
Tears just flow and smile glares,
Many say it is pure madness,
But mad say it is everything, its LOVE!

This one last stanza is for my friend…
On shamble those who mourn,
Will never know about the thorn,
That bruised all through,
Now in grave love weeps,
I meant prays and peace,
Defamed I hang on cross,
Waiting for justice to be done for all!



Amit

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