The Words that Changed My Life
Love, o love, it is a faint melody-
Passionate and divine,
Which one relishes not all day
But on a solace skinned night;
Under the beaming light of stars
And a moon with all her bedded love:
Love is, those hours of togetherness,-
As the figures comes closer to ones estimated blinds,
As in battles between warriors and ants,
Love, o Love, play your dice on them,
Let her fade not with fading times,
Or like an aroma not truly divine,
Aye, will you be a blessed soul
Covering my epitaph?
By Arnab Mukhopadhyay on Propose Day
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