LOVE
If love is a tree I have not seen its branches,
If love is in the air I have not felt the ambience,
If love is in the rain I have not felt the chil ness,
Some where it is hiding the face from me,
Things which can see is beautiful and things which are not felt are precious,
May be because of that, this stranger has a precious face,
A face which I am craving for...
Friday, January 22, 2010
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if love is love..you have never tried to love it :)
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