Love, a whisper in the silent night,
A spark that softens even shadowed sight,
It slips between the spaces, unseen yet near,
A balm for every wound, a shield from fear.
Love, a river carving ancient stone,
A gentle tide that never walks alone.
It gathers all, from sorrow to delight,
And pours out grace in colors bold and bright.
Love, a star that never seeks to burn,
It shines for those who seek, for those who yearn.
In lovers' eyes and friends' familiar grace,
In fleeting moments we cannot replace.
So cherish love, let it linger and bloom,
An endless echo in the quiet room.
For once it stirs, it never truly fades,
A timeless glow in life's winding glades.
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Megha Pavanagd
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