|| Indian Peregrination || by Paramita Mukherjee Mullick

Love Grows

When life passes by and by, When you want to leap And reach the sky, When you first fall in love, It is mere attraction Not the deep rooted love.

Love grows by and by. Love expands like the blue sky. Love has no definition, It is neither mere fascination. It is something which grows with age, It is a lifelong process, not a short phase.

Love grows by and by. It is like the unending sky Love is not a fairy tale, True love can, those stories pale.

In love, thoughts count, When you need him, he is around, It's nice to know that love is around, It's nice to know in love you abound. The joy of a life encompassed in love, has no end, Life ends, but love never ends.

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