love, that dwells
in you as fragrance or tears
in eyes,
and it comes only when you
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this is very odd when we are bound to laugh for live or life.... thank you Sir... for a nice poem... truly said...Sir..
To love is to live with the beauty of the soul in flight, even if it doesn't works out, it's all a gamble, like the roll of the dice, everything can suddenly change!