For Love Is - Poem by Avinash Nair
For love is, that fleeting feeling
Of warmth in the coldest of nights.
It is the gradual healing
Of the pain in your twilights.
It is the subtle smile
That begins in your heart
And ends on your lips.
For love is the purpose
Of life, the blindness
Of the reasons.
It is the happiness
Which does deepens
With every passing moment,
It is the state of feeling alive,
The gradual revive
For love is the love to be loved,
And the love to love
With every passing breath.
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