We say that love demands a lot from you,
But reality suggests it is not at all true..
Two very simple things in love are a must,
One is devoted loyalty and a faithful trust..
Trust in your love make sure it is deep,
The returns you get is for you to keep..
The stronger the bond its harder to break,
Has to be so when there’s so much at stake..
When in a relation, its trust that you need,
True belief in your love demands your heed..
Once broken to pieces is hardly rebuilt,
At times you have to live with the guilt..
Here loyalty too plays an important role,
Offers a soothing cohort to a longing soul..
Staying with your love in joy and sorrow,
Smiles you give and the tears you borrow..
In a relation, loyalty brings you close,
The faith you show, when beside you pose..
Just one false step of treacherous mind,
Cracks apart relations of every kind..
Sometimes these emotions are put to test,
Puts two hearts in a conflicting unrest..
One reason all problems are easy to shun,
Is trusting the loyalty of your loved one..
A relation in itself is a bond so strong,
Together you face all the right and wrong..
These factors decide how long it stands,
Here loyalty and trust walk hand in hands..
Author: Abhijit Surve
Because we all share an identical need for love, it is possible to feel that anybody we meet, in whatever circumstances, is a brother or sister. No matter how new the face or how different the dress and behavior, there is no significant division between us and other people. It is foolish to dwell on external differences, because our basic natures are the same. ~Dalai Lama
Precious are the pleasant moments…
when the world is bright and gay…
times when everything is rosy…
and I welcome each new day…
very dear are laughing hours…
periods when eyes can’t cry…
I wish they would live forever…
for they keep my spirits high…
minutes spent in love’s enchantment…
are the moments heaven sent…
full of tenderness and comfort…
sparkling with wonderment…
eventide when day is over…
hours of contented thrills…
listening to glad concertos…
played by thrush and whippoorwills…
childhood days when hearts are happy…
without worry, void of care…
these are sweet and blissful moments…
priceless and beyond compare…
peaceful hours spent in praying…
asking for the strength to plod…
times like these could not be better…
talking over things with God…
all these make for golden memories…
that no trial or grief can sever…
yes, they are the precious moments…
that will glow and live forever.
~by Ben Burroughs
Heaven is a wonderland
Where angels dance and play
And laughter and happiness
Are the music of the day
Joy fills the clouds
Upon which angels roam
Everyone loves everyone
No one ever feels alone
Heaven is mystical, magical
And beautiful too
Where angels old and new
Are watching over me and you.
Poem title: Heaven Is
~The Poetry Pad