Come, Let's Sprinkle Love Poem by Piyush Dey

Out of every this and that,
there's an unusual magic in love,
there's a soothing cure in love,

Love is but a magical wand,
a still sea, an unquenchable bird,
the phoenix of heaven,

Love is but, the gods sing, the
cloud of joy, the grass of dew,
the soil of fragrance,
Love! o love! my dear friend, sings
the father,

Don't go far off from those who weep,
kiss them and they will see,
the unusual magic in you, the soothing
cure in you,

Love! O love! my dear friend,
you are but the sun of hope, the
rainbow of laughter, the kin of
mankind,

Let your shadow never dissolve
in the fog of the night,
you are but, my friend, my dear friend,
you are the master of the rain,
the caress-er of the Universe,
may you smile forever!