WORDS
My love is true
My words are for true
Not mere verses
Nor just a song
The yearnings
The pains
Tears that roll down my eyes
The sadness that embraces me at times
All discomfort
Uneasiness
Mayhem
And restlessness
This feeling of love is so strange
Blooming like the spring
Colourful
Yet so much like the fall
Cold and blustery
Still full of hopes
Like the crazy breeze
Drunk on the moisture
Of the clouds
And the rains
Breeze that sings
Sings a duet
Of the autumn
And spring
Flowing on dreams' wings
Fluid and sweet
Just like love
Wrapped up
In emotions
Feelings
Affections
Passions
Meeting together
In my words
Words that are for true
Not mere verses
Nor just a song
©®Madhumita
My love is true
My words are for true
Not mere verses
Nor just a song
The yearnings
The pains
Tears that roll down my eyes
The sadness that embraces me at times
All discomfort
Uneasiness
Mayhem
And restlessness
This feeling of love is so strange
Blooming like the spring
Colourful
Yet so much like the fall
Cold and blustery
Still full of hopes
Like the crazy breeze
Drunk on the moisture
Of the clouds
And the rains
Breeze that sings
Sings a duet
Of the autumn
And spring
Flowing on dreams' wings
Fluid and sweet
Just like love
Wrapped up
In emotions
Feelings
Affections
Passions
Meeting together
In my words
Words that are for true
Not mere verses
Nor just a song
©®Madhumita
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