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LOVE : MY STRENGTH                                                               LOVE KNOT



                                                                                                      You are in my thoughts,                                                          I swear
                                                                                                      My deeds, my heart, in my life, in my dreams.                                    That you replicate the moon
                                                                                                      You are near and faraway.                                                        You are bold
                                                                                                      I could say that you complete me...                                              You are adamant and miles away.
                                                                                                      But that would be a lie:                                                         Love demands everything, they say.
                                                                                                      Because every morning I wake up and                                              But my love demands only this;
                                                                                                      I long for you than grew older,                                                  That no matter what happens.
                                                                                                      Hearts matured.                                                                  How long it takes,
                                                                                                      It became as coal                                                                You’ll keep faith in me.
                                                                                                      Deep burning unquenchable.                                                       You’ll remember who we are,
                                                                                                      Shining like a piece of diamond...                                               And you’ll never feel the despair.
                                                                                                      Priceless or precious,                                                           When forever becomes a place,
                                                                                                      Mature or, meaningful,                                                           When forever ceases to be just a word,
                                                                                                      Bountiful or beautiful,                                                          When it ceases to be.
                                                                                                      Countless or ceaseless,                                                          Just a measurement of time,
                                                                                                      Dearth or death                                                                  But instead becomes a Place,
                                                                                                      Immortal or infinite.                                                            Where we can dance
                                                                                                      Unable to put it in a word, may be a combination of all.                         To the tune of our hearts.
                                                                                                                                                                                       We’re a knot
                                                                                                      @Mamta Tripathi                                                                  Too tangled to be taken apart.


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