Love... never fails!!!

Some hurts have been caused...
The heart is bleeding.

Salty drops relentlessly flow,
Making indelible lines
Reaching deep crevices of the heart
Coursing through and mixing with the blood.

They say blood is thicker than water,
Is it thicker than tears too?
Seemingly not, because they mix
And create a sorrow so deep - bleeding heart.

Pen is mightier than the sword,
Rather the words it produce are,
They tear the flesh of the heart,
Into million pieces till it exists no more.

Red, they say is the color of love,
It is the color of blood?
Is that why when love blooms there are roses red?
And when it dies there is blood so red.

Love has no death,
It just transforms,
Because it was never born,
It was just realised.

It makes alive some new emotions,
It caresses some sore wounds and heals,
It makes some new wounds to live with,
The wounds, which will forever be cherished!

Is it just the instinct of the Creation
Is it some biochemical reaction,
Maybe it is something more,
Maybe it is the longing of the soul to be eternal!

Ode to Love,
Ode to its success,
For Love never fails,
It only diffuses... and transforms.

-anurag guleria-