Idealized Love Poem by ashok jadhav

O Love, thou art a flame no time can quell,
A beauty shaped by heaven's perfect hand;
In thee, all broken hearts are made to dwell
In peace no mortal sorrow may command.
Thy gaze outshines the dawn's first tender glow,
Thy voice stills storms that rage in restless souls;
Through thee, the weary learn again to know
A truth that fate nor fortune ever controls.
No wrinkle dares defy thy radiant grace,
No age can dim the fire within thine eyes;
The stars grow pale when set against thy face,
And time itself before thy power sighs.
So long as breath and beating hearts endure,
This love shall stand—immortal, vast, and pure.