Love Is So Innocent…
Love is so innocent as a child,
Love demands passion and care…
A passion is so possessive,
Which cannot be shared…
It crosses all the limits and dare,
To surpass all the faiths and boundaries…
It finds sometimes hard to sustain in life,
But then the next minute for love it strives…
It blinds you from all the angles,
It sometimes breaks all the shackles…
Like a baby who curdles in the lap of his mom,
In the arms of love it finds safe to pass all the storms…
© 2014 Pimmi Nag
Filed under: Friendship, Love, Passion, Relationships
