What Is Love ?

by Ramanand Thakur
(Panaji,Goa, India)

Love is something
Which never gets rust
Even though
If I become a dust

Even if you are away
Your fragrance in the wind
Hugs me on my way

As I sit here alone in a cold room
I smile as I remember how
Our relationship began to bloom

Love is what makes me shout
As loud as the banging of cloud

Love always stands on a height
And protects me from the world of
Jealousy and fight

Now I know what love is,
Which was so vague and blurry in my head
Now so clear with the light you shed