There is Water in hard Pulp,
There is Water in pure Milk;
There is Water in thick Tears,
There is Water in Blood too;
Though we don't call it as Water,
It is still there!
There is Love in Indifference,
There is Love in killer Silence;
There is Love in red-hot Anger,
There is Love in hard Hate too;
Though we don't call it as Love,
It is still there!
Pradeep>>>Nice, crisp, tight & mellifluous crafting...Storyline breathes of philosophical tone...thought provoking work indeed...Well Done. F.j.R.
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This proves love has multiple faces, yet love is love, this is what this poem reveals.