Move On To Next Level..Love Yourself.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Yielding the sword to get the heart,
Never been ever succeeded in the world,
The bodies are different entities,
With want and need, not the heart,
Where the true love blooms,
Even to the trespassers of heaven,
Whose mind may be tainted with lust,
For money, emotions and hallucinates,
No one ever failed to have the inner peace,
Even with the broken shells of the tortoise,
Those are visibly plastered and bandaged,
Nursed with love thy enemies as your friends,
Vengeance seeds may sprout seedlings of disorders,
Seeds of love have grown to shelter,
many domestic and migrating birds,
after a long or short distance of flight.