Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2019
My friend asked  me - What is true Love?
I told him LOVE is nor true  neither flase,
Love is a pure form of CARE.
You can see it when a mother combs her children hair.
You can feel it when your father buys
Your favorite teddy bear.
And you can give it to your friends with
whom you enjoyed in Neath
And you can share it with your partner
with whom you will take every breath.

So, let Love be pure.
And let it be drugs for hatred cure.
Written by
Sudhanshu Shardul  16/M/India
(16/M/India)   
136
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems