Love is euphoric trance,
Felt at the core of heart,
Begets at the fathom of soul,
Have ambrosial healing power,
Can be smelled even from far-off.
Love has no barrier and hurdles,
When soul is pure and pious,
Love has no boundaries, no race,
No creed, no religion, no gender,
And independent of time and space.
Love is the flow of emotion,
Entwined with ambrosia,
Deep divine perception,
Euphoric salves of soul,
Balm of all painful scars.
Love is gateway of divinity,
Washing off squalor and impurities,
Attaining state of peace and harmony,
Shining as a divine pure and pious soul,
Before merging with Supreme Soul.
Asha Roy
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