Love
Love is a source
To unite deserted hearts,
A source to recognize God,
A source to illumine character,
It lies in the fragrance of rose,
In the rippling of brook,
In the sermon of a saint,
In the innocence of a child.
It admits no barrier,
It denies region, religion and,
language,
It's impact is universal,
Love has it's own way
To accomplish the matters.
Anything which is devoid of honesty
Is not love.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
No comments until now.