Human life has this way,
Of being lover' unlimited,
Always full fo lovers,
Though meant for procreation,
It's time of love
Never receding but on increase,
We have been in it,
Or is always in it,
Life goes on never without it,
More than ever with it,
We have experiences
Different so varying,
Which makes it so likable,
We following it with rigour,
Let this blessing og god
Be there forever for us to follow.
Ravikiran Arakkal
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