Valentine's Day Is Coming--I Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Valentine's,
Valentine's Day is coming,
Happy Valentine's,
Valentine's Day.

A day of love,
Love it is,
Hope,
Hope it is.

Valentine's,
Valentine's Day
Is coming,
Coming.

With love in the heart,
Cheers in,
I thinking about,
Thinking about Valentine.

St.Valentine,
St.Valentine,
How did he,
How did he confide in love?

Love which is so affectionate,
So full of sympathy and bonding,
Love, love so sacred and holy,
So full of emotion and feeling.

St.Valentine,
Valentine,
The altar of his,
The altar with a candle burning.

The candled burning,
Burning and fighting with darkness
What it is dark in us,
Dark outside.

The altar,
The altar of the saint,
The Saint Divine
With the candle burning.

An altar is it not,
Is it not,
But the heart it is,
The heart placed on.

The Temple,
Temple of Love is it,
The heart as the temple,
The Temple of Love.

Rose Day
Or Love Day,
What should I,
Rose Day or Love Day?

A day of roses,
For the roses,
A Rose Day,
Roses on display.

What is love?
How the feeling and emotion
Of love,
What is love?

Love is but a feeling,
Love is strong emotion
Held in confidence,
Love is sacred, love sacrosanct.

Love a thing of the heart,
Love of the soul,
Love emotions purer,
Love feeling.

To love is to love by heart,
To love is to love by soul,
To love by heart and soul,
To love is to love without any selfishness.

To be a lover is to be a true lover,
Is to love by heart,
By soul
Without any desire.

But how many of us,
Many of us true lovers,
True lovers of heart and soul,
How many of us?

The Temple of Heart,
In the Temple of Heart
Lives it Valentine,
St.Valentine.

Those love it hurt it not
One's feeling and emotion,
Those love it
Give it not pains to.

Love is sacred,
Love is sacrosanct
Without any stain,
Anything to blemish it.

If you not, go and love you
Without any guile,
Try to love one heartfully,
Soulfully.

Love is purity, love is innocence,
Love is ignorance, love is simplicity,
Love is chaste and purer,
Love is meekness.

Those who love hurt it not,
Those who love inflict it not with pain,
Those who love hurt it not
Those who love.

My Lord, they know it not
What it is love,
Feel it not
What it is love!

Love is a thing of the heart,
Love is a thing of the soul,
Love is spiritual,
Love is sacred and sacrosanct.

And the Lord said,
Said it,
Look, look you unto your heart,
Your soul!

Look you, look you unto,
Unto your self,
Your self,
To feel it, feel it!

Love you, love you my
By your heart,
Love me, love me with
Your innocence which but I need you to!

Love me, love me with,
With your purity,
Purity of feelings,
Love me, love me!

Where,
Where do you search me,
I am,
I am in your heart, in your soul?

Where do you, do you keep searching,
Searching me,
I am, I am in your heart,
I am, I am in your soul?

Love is sacred,
Sacred and sacrosanct,
Love is sacred,
Sacred and sacrosanct.

Love is in purity,
Purity of heart and feelings,
Love is in guileless heart,
Love in innocence and simplicity.

I saw the Lord, saw the Lord
In the rose,
The red rose,
The dazzling red hue.

I saw, saw the Lord
In the flowers
Fragrant and wild,
So full of scent and its spray.

I saw, saw the Lord
In the hamlet girls
Giving, giving wild blooms,
I saw, saw.