Love sings
Love glows
Love yells
Love bellows
Love is like vine
It creeps up your mind
Love is disaster
An unbroken landmine
Love deepens
Love flattens
Like middle aged ladies
Love broadens
Love pinches
And snorts
Love makes all sorts
Out of all sorts
Love slides
And love sidles
Love grunts
And love bridles
Love makes love poems
Some average, some bad
But the loveless poet
Is most definitely sad
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1 comment:
And today - i sat thru in office looking thru ur blog for shayaari :)
I found some. I want to read more.
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