Friday, December 02, 2011

All that it is

Sometimes love be the anchor
Sometimes love be the sea
Sometimes love be the escape
That binds.

Sometimes love be the epic
Sometimes love be the small talk
Sometimes love be the author
Stories find.

Sometimes love be a June bloom
Sometimes love be the spring
Sometimes love be a trembling sea
Before rain.

Sometimes love be a world with music
Sometimes love be a hush
Sometimes love be the end that
Happens again.





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4 comments:

Anonymous said...

The problem is its only SOMETIMES :)

1:01 PM
Mukta Raut said...

:-) not always.

2:23 PM
crab said...

but i enjoyed ur poem nevertheless :) @ sometime / always

8:54 PM
Mukta Raut said...

thanks crab. :-)

2:36 AM

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