What Is Love

What Is Love short poem

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What is love
Is it hate turned upside down?
Is it affection, inclination or predilection
or a perilous and precarious position?
May be that old lane of my town
where that moment still prevails and gives me solace,
where once my eyes met her eyes,
even though time has placed us in different place.
May be that old bench at the end,
that witnessed everything along with me
the darkness as well as the light.
Tears of love,
and the feelings of guilt after each fight.
and those letters which I sent,
and the words she said but never meant.
Or those days when I used to look at her,
her eyes animated with wonder.
Or those days of life when the sun,
seemed less bright than her eyes.
And when I realized,
her soul to be as old as a star
and as beautiful as a sunrise.
Or when she tuned the strings of my heart,
replaced commotion with a chant.
Because for a moon like her, I was only a tide
hoping to flow throughout by her side.
Or each moment,
when the rays of the sun,
fall of the dew drops and shine,
and I still wonder
if I could call her mine.

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