Friday, September 4, 2009


i wrote this poem way way back college... hope you'll like it...

Love is the most expressed word by bards & glee men,
to most heathens, they don't believe in love
love is beautiful when you are cradled by something solemn
is it the reigning of the dove?
so pure, so soft & so white?

is it a canny feeling?
something so metaphysical?
is it a realm of understanding?
it is often in metrical
but it is something you have to be cautious about..

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