Love is a cloudburst of emotions; a torrential downpour of feelings from the inner most core of the heart,
Love is a rainbow of mesmerizing colors; effusively portraying the insatiably volatile urges of existence,
Love is a fathomless art; encompassing the most exotic elements of bountiful creation,
Love is an immortal seed; which blossoms into a festoon of blissfully invincible relationships,
Love is an ocean of benevolence; which propagates its ubiquitous essence all across the territories of this colossal Universe,
Love is a tantalizing fountain; which showers its droplets of philanthropic gratitude; uninhibitedly on all who happen to trespass its sacred grace,
Love is infinite beams of the profusely ecstatic Sun; shimmering a path of optimistic hope in the lives of those deluged with inexplicable despair,
Love is a melodious song; which enthralls and profoundly captivates even the most remotely alien; in the swirl of its enchanting cadence,
Love is an overwhelmingly turbulent storm; which thoroughly incarcerates even the most prejudiced of individuals in the aura of its poignant form,
Love is an impregnable bridge; getting more and more fortified; with the thunderously throbbing intensity of fervent breath,
Love is a stupendously fragrant flower; dissipating its unbiased scent in every disastrously impoverished soul,
Love is a harbinger of peace; a bird which unrelentingly soars high in the clouds of supremely incredulous freedom,
Love is an ingratiating fantasy; which never ends; culminating into a celestial paradise of insurmountable harmony,
Love is a magical wand; which heals the most ghastliest of wounds; with the divinely ointment of its Omniscient caress,
Love is a perennially sparkling waterfall; which cascades down into a pool of blissfully everlasting contentment,
Love is an overwhelmingly precious jewel; which keeps on indefatigably scintillating; even after the most inconspicuous trace of light; fades gruesomely forever,
Love is an arrow of unsurpassable victory; possessing the tenacity to permeate through the hearts of even the most diabolical of monsters,
Love is a candle; which inexorably burns; illuminating the most morbidly gloomy ambience; with the formidable glow of compassionate mankind,
Love is a Mother; who induces her intimately caring virtue in each child of the Almighty Creator,
Love is an idol of heavenly prosperity; proliferating at astounding speeds; once introduced in the most rawest of its forms,
Love is an irrefutably sacred phrase; worshipped by people from all fraternities; since centuries immemorial,
Love is a resplendently alluring star; which radiates marvelous glory of truly benign existence,
Love is an island of pure honey; wholeheartedly embracing those shivering in tyrannical agony; within the corridors of its rejuvenating warmth,
Love is a priceless gift; which even all the assimilated power and wealth on this planet; miserably failed to purchase,
Love is an relentless epic; encapsulating the most fabulously exotic rhyme on the trajectory of this earth,
Love is the most sacred form of God; instilling Omnipotent beams of unshakable unity in every organism; inhaling air under blue sky,
Over and above all; Love is the sole reason why every single entity on this earth exists; infact the very beginning of passionately palpitating signs of vital life.
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1 God - Poems on God , Creator - volume 3
PoetryA ramification of the innumerable Omnipotent fragrances of life that I , Nikhil Parekh , have smelt by the grace of God - I'm grateful to him for enlightening me about his chapters of invincible creation and considering me worthy enough to describe...