Sunday, February 12, 2006

Love...

Love is a breach in the walls,
A broken gate,
Where that comes in,
That shall not go again.

Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate,
but the love i feel for you,
is so humble and so great.
With the warmth of hands that you can hold,
and those tender moments of pure gold.
Love is like sunny skies,
that brings the laughter to your eyes,
the gladness to your heart,
and the gifts of love and care that cant depart.

Filling from one's own, another's cup is love,
Laying down and getting up is love,
Love is said to be blind,
but it looks through the other eyes,
it asks not to give but to sacrifice.

Love is a brilliant rainbow,
its the sky of blue,
its the air blowing to touch your heart,
its the sunset hue.
Love is the magic wonder,
That GOD has put everywhere,
Love is the joy of living,
safe in his tender care.

Love is the patch in the walls,
A golden gate
Where that comes in,
Shall not go back again.

"Tarni"

3 comments:

Manish said...

hey tarni....
really amazing thing....
first i thought i would quote few lines that i liked ... then i realised that i liked the whole poem.... Love is definately to give and not to take...
god bless you

Anonymous said...

This is a beautiful poem Tarni...loved it the first time I read it too...MJ

Arti Honrao said...

"Love is the patch in the walls,
A golden gate
Where that comes in,
Shall not go back again."

Beautiful words taru...
Ekdam dil se


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