Love a pseudo conscience

Life, light of love

Love, might of life

One heart, the blue of love

Other, a green of passion

Together is the Nature

Romance, just impulsive

Sex, trifling

But of course, thrilling

Love - not simple

To pop up at first sight;

May be, true or false!

Only conscience knows-

Conscience, just unknown

Hormones deceive

Humans surrender!

Love, a channel to pinnacle

But difficult, to chronicle!

All the emotions and egos

To be proscribed to thrive;

Love, a usually unusual

Like the world feels that it is;

Love, incredibly a silent sound

As The core of earth, so hot

And as the surface of the moon

So cold and pleasant and agreeable;

It shelters the sphere

Like a soil and air

Like a water and fire

Like a love and lust

And like breath and dust;

Harmoniously complete

And exclusively inclusive;

Like the song of the bird with

Only sense, no words;

 Like the soul without structure

And with invisible wings

Flying to the destiny

Ignoring the inertia of minds

Kicking the obstacle in to goals;

Love always, a win-win game…

And there is naught to shame!