Under the umbrella of youth,
love plays a thousand games
of youthfulness.
Where love and lover become
flower and perfume,
the more the love grows,
the more the lover spread the love.
once it occurs, it conquer
the mind and soul and the lover
finds no escape from it.
love, an almighty where every
other might falls like a
palace of cards.
Like a river, it flows
through everywhere and
does not knows the narrow
boundaries of worldly people.
love, a completion where
every incompletion of a lover
ends.
PRADIP DASGUPTA
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