A heart that loves never grow old
Tears that flow never get drained
No doubt, heart is created to love
Tears flood to regret and repent
Both are here, to feel joy and pain.
Beats of heart creates melody
For your passionate love song.
Tears of joy creates ripples
In ever flowing blood stream.
You are here to perceive them
The ability to express emotion
Decides intensity of impulse
Embodied inside lovers' claim.
Silent language of love proclaims
Victory over both of them.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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