Love...

   

 Love has many faces

Faces that lives a mark,

Not all with graces

That lives bruise so dark.

Love can be endless

A love fulfills to live happily,

Love that can be breathless

Palpitate with so much jolly.

 

Though love can be tragic

An endless pain and sorrow,

Lost the entire love's magic

Live only a dark hollow.

 

Love is peculiar in every aspect

Live lot of traces of memories,

Happy to sadness with special effect

To pain and sorrow that lost all energies.

 

 At the end love is not just simple

Love has lots of meanings,

No boundaries for an impulse

Because love has its own earnings.

Jr.