God is infinite
ocean of love; put one small
drop in each of our hearts.
The almighty has
made the heart so delicate,
by love's pressure, oscillates.
As the earthen pot
integrate to earth again,
whenever it gets broken.
To get rid of pain
busted hearts pray to go back
and amalgamate to God.
Like the earth nurtures
each and every creature,
dead broods by time it devours.
God takes back all those
own droplets put into hearts
to merge in ocean of love.
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