Love is a God’s gift pious,
It does not belong to us,
To unburden us of this holy debt,
Necessary to love other’s in fact.
True love expects nothing,
Only unconditional giving,
It causes distress unlimited,
If one expects love returned.
Love is a divine grace,
True love is like sun rays,
Pouring infinite warmth and pace,
Without any quota and race.
Love knows no enemies,
It is invincible and cures miseries,
As a river flowing infinitely,
Riding all the sins and dirt wisely.
It is here to bless saddened mankind only,
Lovelorn life is no life plainly,
But an alliance unholy,
Love rich life is a dream cherished fully.
FROM:
DR. YOGESH SHARMA
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
GOD is love----