Srishti chaplot - Love

The lovers may die,
but their love is immortal,
Their memories always lie,
in the hearts of the mortal..

Love isn't passion,
but is pure and dutiful,
It doesn't follow fashion,
but the true and the beautiful..

True love never brings gloom,
neither does it boast and detest,
It is like a flower that bloom,
bringing freshness to the rest..

Love a person or a thing,
or your work or any quest.
It will surely bring,
what is seemingly the best...

Srishti chaplot

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-2838/