Every zephyr has a tingling smile as a complementary consequence to us, but making that happen in scorching heat without the former thing actually happening, it's some special deal, Coz, when that lup-dup organ finds an expression and not expectation, that prime equipoise of energies find solitude and a projection of the same bliss in that one person, which is a beautiful heal and a lovely feel, A smile more valuable than springs for the flowers, has a space, cozy enough, beautiful enough and genuine enough to ever be monotonous about, Coz the power of resonating the same kindness in another person and making their face muscles do beautiful stretches, not every one has such godly 'contracts' without a doubt, A sense of respect that's unasked to value the priorities of life and yet letting one moment of a day reciprocate every compensation of those "one page empty" vibes, i am just so grateful to witness such precious creation of God's story, As being so ...
My love for you is in a perfect flow,
No matter destiny is in concurrence to fasten up the belts of gratitude or sometimes big rocks come in the way to make this nectar slow,
My lips will unstoppably praise the continous words for that glow,
And the sentences will forward upto that beautiful soul’s through,
As the goods and bads don’t matter to me till i have a reserved perfection of your support in row,
The forms can range from a single word to an ode i know,
But dear,these different buildings of expressing feelings just have one base of your love below,
I try hard giving reality check to life daily but dreams ensure me that they have outweighed every reality a long time ago,
So none of down moments make me down as each time destiny garnished by your purity gives me a blissful & unexpected blow,
Same memories but different hours of clock lend loud laughters and silent tears for irony to borrow,
And this makes the emotion loop of love, fight,sulk,cry and more love to grow,
At times,simple things tangle so easily like their thread was as strong as line on the brook's flow,
And sometimes so complex things get real like its common to make ash out of the snow,
Yeah i know these are just forms of ups and downs in that lovely flow,
That's why i never try diverting them as i don't want such a lively fragrance to suffer any break through,
As there are no upper limits on wordy beads in the garland of love,so those sentences for you don't stop to grow,
And this is the only reason my heart has labelled on everything i say for you,that-
'Crossing the word limit is my flow!'.
-RAVDEEP SINGH UBHI ^_^

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