Poetry: Be It
True, love creates its own explanations Where ever it ignites
Love is completely unambiguous as it burns away the superficiality and splith of my character
We become better
When you are but a drop which overflow’th in this ocean
Love feels the ocean again surging within that drop
A realisation love is omnipotent
Waiting patiently to embrace the wish of the beautiful being
We are, we are, we are
Can you contain love?
Can you understand love?
Can you explain love?