The quintessence of life,
Without which you cannot vibe,
The share of the blessed one,
Without which you are undone.
It can heal up unmended soars,
Even in the perilous seas without any oars.
It brings back a new meaning,
Of whom you might not have thought of intervening.
It is never pure white and sane
Admixt with-
Grief, anguish and a chilling pain.
It has enough powers to drive you insane.
Love, thine inner conscience
Makes one aware of thine existence.
good poem too....like i said u can really be a good poet wen u have to write about love...but this one is really good..i enjoyed reading it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well, love is feeling that most people cant discribe with words but you managed to do just that, congradulations! beautiful poem indeed, GOODLUCK! !