Love is that acute pain which all cannot know and tolerate,
Love is that happiness, which cannot be enjoyed by everyone,
Love is that tear, which cannot flow from everyone's eyes,
And love is that boon which is not in the luck of everyone.
Apr 29, 2020
Apr 29, 2020 at 2:03 AM UTC
Love is that acute pain which all cannot know and tolerate,
Love is that happiness, which cannot be enjoyed by everyone,
Love is that tear, which cannot flow from everyone's eyes,
And love is that boon which is not in the luck of everyone.
Everyone Uses The Word Love Frequently And Almost Daily. Among New Gen It Has Become A Custom To Keep Repeating,"I Love You." But What After That? Perhaps Nothing. Actual Love Cannot Be Expressed In Words. Yes, Eyes Can Show It. Quivering Lips Can Express It. Even Each Pore Of The Body Can Display It But Words Can Never.
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