Love without trust
Is a dull, dreary crust,
Where sprouts never any seed
To nourish true lovers and feed.
Love smeared with lust
Is a bubble, sure to burst
By the distrustful gust
To perish, and be lost.
Love without sweetness
Is a relation without credence
A blossom without fragrance
A Spring without joyance.
Love without love
Is a misguiding, mapless globe
A word without a sense
A sentence without a tense.
Thus, Love is a heavenly cascade;
Brought up, nurtured and well bred,
Falls on two true,loyal, loving souls
To attain salvation: their only goals.
©Shankar D Mishra 14.01.201
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