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What is Love?

Nov 28, 2024
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By Debasis Patro


Love is a game of chess

Between two people where sometimes it is much difficult to guess


Love is a game of chess

Where one wins and another loses


One dances in the drizzle in a desert

The other rejoices the sunshine in the rains of Mausynram


One finds peace from the chaos within

The other escape from his monotonous life


Like a nightingale in the dreary desert summer

They fill each other with melody


Little things may shake them up

But their trust glues them together


Love is a game of chess between two people

And the similarities end here


A perfect game is often drawn

Where none loses and both can frown upon


Both win and keep winning on

One gains choas other calmness


A bit of mischief in a life of disdain

A post to hold on to in the dusty winds of the rain


In the end love never ends

It only grows and strengthens the bends


By Debasis Patro


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