The Love Immaculate.. - Poem by Manan Bakiwala
Love is the symphony of Mozart..
'Guemica' of Picasso's art..
The suzerainty of a Russian czar..
And the alacrity of a benevolent heart..
Nature has endowed us with love..
Being blithe and spry we embrace the dove..
Yet, the asperity of the mortal mind chimes in
Muffling the love heartbeat with its harsh din.
In servile shall they utterly perish
Abhorred, brazen and of callous garish..
Yet, divinity created our being for love innate.
Of resplendence, amour and pious consummate..
Blessed are they that Poussette in love deep..
For thee the bond is made in the heavens indeed..
For thee the bond is made in the heavens indeed….
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