Where Love Dwells, Heaven Blooms (Sonnet) Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

Love can't be seen, nor fully can be told,
Yet by the faithful heart it's truly known.
It stirs the soul more soft than breezes cold,
And fills the mind with mirth it sows alone.

It bears no colour—yet all hues it brings,
And makes our lives more rich, serene, and bright.
Like jasmine's scent or rose on blushing springs,
It spreads its sweetness in the silent night.

It flows within like some pure sacred stream,
And floods the heart with joy both deep and wide.
Like newborn dawn or golden morning's gleam,
It wraps the soul in gentle, gleaming tide.

This earth turns heaven in a mortal span
When Love divine awakens truth in man.

By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
Copyrights@June22,2025.