Love is a Rose
that smells sweet
and drags near
all living beings
to enthuse and relax
with its perennial beauty and scent
love is the Spring Season
that stands tall
for many a reason
to unleash
all joy and happiness
with its velvety kiss
love is a Dove
always suave and gentle
ready to soar high
to shower nonstop
a heaven of peace
drop by drop
love is a Win
over big and small,
virtuous or the hardcore;
a Trump Card
to win the life's race
and leave a trace on Time's face.
©Prafulla Kr. Panda, India.
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