Love

Love is induced in every soul,
Since the zygote is formed in the embryo sac.
But , as the offspring is raised up,
his soul gets covered, with the dust of undesirable pack.
The dust of angst, hatred, malice
and many more,
Can all be removed,
if we rummage the muscular organ,
from the core.
A wicked person is so,
because of some traumatic event.
If his past had not happened,
he could have been a legend,
No person is villaneous by birth,
the circumstances makes him so.
Love is hidden deep beneath,
somwhere, we need to know.
Doffing the unwanted covering,
hunting for love.
One has to read the truth,
to bring back the treasure trove.
This four letter abstract noun,
subtracts the reason for u to frown.
Fills your life with gratitude and pleasure.
We begin to live, to love life, without any pressure.
Our heart , mind and soul gets bewed together.
Love binds them to take good decisions, now and forever.
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