True Love Never Dies

Thousand variations of the same
Theme, is this mirage called love
It wears translucent under garments
And maximizes the exposure of lust


But still true love never dies, it just
Starves, and with a sprinkle of cold
Water, it refreshes again like the
Flower and shed fragrances to all


For Love is the victory of the heart
Over the grim variance of the mind
And it is the most wonderful feeling
To feel beneath the sarcastic sky


Yes, love plants its lasting footprints
In the hearts of the breathing men
And lover visits the divine heaven
Much before their ultimate demise


Though the loves journey is tough
The hope of unity eases its stroll
And in the path of ceaseless love
Man marches on and on… Forever

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