Love Has Many Colors

Love Has Many Colors prose poem

Uploaded by Kishan Negi

Love is like a green leaf
innocent, delicate and soft
tenderness of which brings
a sensation of pleasure to mind

Love is like a rainbow
cheerful, playful and elegant
with its seven colors
nature gets fascinated

Love is the first rays of the sun
unique, energetic and fresh
that illuminate the whole world
by its weird glow

Love is a gust of wind
inebriate, guileless and dynamic
with its unique freshness
makes the environment gleeful

Love is like a blue Sky
curious, independent and open-minded
under which all creatures
feel safe and protected

Love is like a deep blue sea
Cool, modest and prudent
That possesses hidden treasury of
Precious pearls and gems within it

Love is like the earth
Kindhearted, forgiving and loving
That croons a sweet lullaby
For its children

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