Love

By Navneet

This is Love ...

The honest thought;

From the purest mind . . .

It’s from a heart ripped apart;

Giving it the chance to reconcile atlast.

A love that takes its time to happen;

Once proven cannot be shaken...

Words like feelings and thoughts full of emotions.

It has the urge of belongings;

And the sense of freedom.

A love like wine;

Thrashed and beaten.

It’s not that teenage love that knows not, ‘just to say’;

It’s the one that wants to stay ...

Tested with time’ and people,

Through emotions and thistle

It ain’t ordinary love

By Navneet