A FIGURE OF LOVE

By Varun Genius

From the instant I entered this world
of disguise,
I’ve been influenced by those ‘true’
glittering eyes,
In the dark where I was blind of sight,
There always appeared two stars of light,
Like the shower of rain, a fresh
morning dew,
I see her eyes and find them always
new,
A figure of LOVE, on the heavenly shelf,
A “woman” is what she calls herself. When we were small, unknown to all,
She gave us a name, different but
same,
When we were wrong, way too long,
She showed us the right, with positive
light, When we were down, in colourless
town,
She made us smile, forever and a
while,
When we were alone, feeling
overthrown, She held our hand, to make us stand. As mother, she is a temple of beauty,
Always full of LOVE, ‘care’ being her
duty,
As sister, she is a treasure of smiles,
Sharing joy of life, in the ‘secret’ files,
As wife, she is a blend of beauty and art,
Together at every step of life, wise and
smart,
As friend, she is a heart so loyal and
true,
With open mind, she knows ‘me’ and ‘you’. A forever smile,
An adventurous exile,
A light in dark,
An enlightening spark,
A flapping wing,
A magical ring, A loyal heart,
A creation of art,
A peaceful dove,
A figure of LOVE…!!

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