THE RHYTHM OF THE BUTTERFLY Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa
Love - The Symbolic Soul Love is a journey, only a few dispatch it, Not all can, the dream in life who loves, Although millions of promises are created. It's fragile like a narrow glass, easily smart, Once broken, an irreparable shard it becomes. Love should be examined in readiness, In the likeness of God's image, so unique, Committed to endeavor until the leas, Not too brisk until your real unity is signed Never to feel wrath upon a minor dispute. Love should be of pleasant taste - pleasing, Not like the sun that comes and passes. Like in the summer the mighty snow flows It shouldn't work, but like the flowing river That streams upon the change of its form.
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