Love creeps to heart stealthily
Taking the lover unaware
A soft feeling overpowers the heart
Causing the heart to beat fast
A sweet ache for the lover is the language of love
A very powerful emotion that define every living being
For the sake of love, a lover is ready to sacrifice his life
It is a bittersweet feeling so tender
It does not obey society's rigid bar
If unexpressed, it simmers in the heart
No language is sufficient
to describe its nature and vastness
It is a silent whispering voice
carrying the scents of most scented flowers
When love conquers, moon stars and clouds send signals.
It can be heard in the pitter-patter of rain drops
Or in the roaring sound of sea waves
The chirping of birds and murmuring leaves
Seem to carry love's messages
A butterfly on the flower coveys
what is the language of love
It is nothing but a part
of Almighty's love
Which adorns every lover's heart.
Bharati Nayak
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