Md. G.D. Faisal
The Touch Of Love
The touch of love, the eternal bliss, the rush of joy,
The feel of happiness,
It beckons and calls,
all those in this world, who have the time to halt.
The spring of love bursts from the heart,
In the pleasant odour of the roses red, plush, but closed as a bud,
With its innocent splendor yet to depart.
In the eyes- the eyes which look with a twinkle,