Love isn't Love when it wears the mask of Love
Or when it loves to have disguise of Love.
Like the Church of Rome if Love remains same,
With the course of Time it'll retain its fame.
When the world loves to bathe in falsehood's sea
And man plays with guile, lie and treachery,
Mind gets distort'd losing its holiness
And Love goes far away from heart's closeness.
Our minds and hearts are nourished with Truth's milk.
So they shall ne'er be clothed with untrue's silk.
Our Love is made of truth, beauty and trust.
It does glisten like a pearl in our heart.
True Love shall dwell for ever in our heart
E'en in the midst of tempest on this earth.
By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'Beauty and Truth in Love', No: 11
Copyrights@July25,2014(2: 50am) .
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