Pages Of Love by Mradul Gupta - HTML preview

Love can never be defined,

But for me you gave it a meaning.

The moments spent with you I compose,

The entire episode looking like a deep red shining rose.

Reaching to you and getting a reception,

It takes time to understand that its reality, not deception,

It’s hard to say something when all around you is just affection.

The stress just goes for a flight,

And sadness succumbs with plight.

An aura of soothness replenishes inside,

After all, I got what I wanted beside.

Troubling you with all my stupid talks,

We remember all those beautiful and romantic walks.

My stupidity surely on you takes a toll ,

Or sometimes, doing nothing we take a quick roll .

We don’t bother to eat or drink,

For the entire duration, our feelings confide and our world gets a shrink.

The clock moves at a really fast pace,

I thoroughly wish to give it a bend,

But to my grief, time does come to an end.

This is just the beginning part,

I’ll write till I empty my heart.