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Unconditional Love

Nov 9, 2024
3 min read

Updated: Aug 28, 2025

By Suseela Jayasimhan


I don’t know how to tell you

 how much you mean to me,

I am so glad to think of you as mine even when it is not in reality,

I Love you more than anything and  just to know that no matter what life thro ws at me,

You will still be the one for me.

Some likes cannot be owned by us,but if it is sincere, 

That likes will endure in  our hearts till the end of life,

Whatever may happen it will be kept unwashed or unrubbed,  We will live through it unknowingly by even the dearest one,

The crazy love we have in our heart is going on like a river flows into the sea,

With a shining glow it moves for the special one once for all who is far away from the visinity of deep and strong pattern of love,

It can be explained beautifully with words, words of  visible or invisible feelings,

I don’t like letting  them  die in the heart itself but reveal to the world through my poetic stansas,

It is keeping as untold one not because of forgetting to tell

 but it is to keep silently and secretly to enjoy all the sweet ness of a selfless love

 to avoid the impurity and conflicts of love being expected too much from love,

The heart that filled with joy of an unspoken love and distanced 

for enjoying only the  happiness and peace of the dearest one

makes the love more precious and

deeper than any feelings of life,

The joy that comes silently feels the heart undefinable amazement in life,

The Throbing heart in deapth making new waves in life

Change the heartas  as the string of love,

Wish my fingers to play the string of my unsaid love and let my heart to grunt the songs of love,

I wish you could come and confront the unknown love,

Be felt of the waves from my heart,

Love that nowhere get and love that no one have and love that anywhere seen ,

That shows the excellance in lighting the life and affection pour in to the heart,

That become the cool of snow and rain

 that become beauty of the blossomed flowers in the spring,

 That become the honey filled in  flowers that attracts the beetles,

 My heart as a honey bunch that wait for you to come and receive the sweetness of a love with no payment

See the thrill and buy the homipilation of the joy of this  beautiful garden,

The rustling sound of wind and caresses of breeze over the flowers of affection ,

Remunarises with its fragrants,

The attracted beetles  enjoys the  depravity of themselves and suck the honey with no permission,

The flowers are silent and respond nothing as they are in love with the beetles,

Thus springs surrender its love for the nature,

I join with your heart with no permission and care your life

Like the dampness soften the earth,

My love melt in with you with no harm and mix in with you,

It spread in you widely as the vast blue sky above us,

It covers you with the calmness of the deep see around us,

It fills your heart the purity of true love and feels like you are in unfathomed love,

Though you are unaware of my love, it makes you  feel that you are something special,

It is the true magic of love like a telepathy,

Let me wrap your mind and body with my unfathomed and unsaid love,

Though I don’t whisper that I am in love with you madly and deeply you are in my heart 

 I live through you and find all my joy and peace according to your worries and happiness in your life,

Real love seeks nothing in teturn but sacrifice everything for the love,

No ego, no attitude, no self respect but love is the most favoured,

No comparison between light and weight,

No comparison  between big and small,

No comparison between wealth and poverty, 

The happiness and peace of the soul that has been concerned  as dearest by us is the most important goal in life,

Let us keep all the feeling of our love in the depth of heart, we can have the freedom of loving a person 

with no barrier and beyond the limitations of etiquets of society,

We receive nothing rewards for the love and only giving love,

IT IS MY UNCONDITIONAL LOVE FOR MY .FAVOURITE ONE.


By Suseela Jayasimhan

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