A tender feeling of devotion is in different ways,
But never been proud of one.
Its affections are same as the smelling of aroma
Or a- taste of honey.
...
It was completely dark,
Cold and misty.
Just days before the night I can't forget.
I thought partaking the journey was so easily,
...
The cloud of yearning has showered.
It never been usual,
There hence,
I split out-
...
In or after every situation-
Bad or good,
Behold and be yourself still.
...
In everything you do-
Give-up no-more,
And there should be a consent granted to you mind set.
A consent that will let give-up no-more
...
I saw, I fell-
Considering as much I could-
Sport of chances and a cause in case.
We meant-
...
What Else Except Devotion?
A tender feeling of devotion is in different ways,
But never been proud of one.
Its affections are same as the smelling of aroma
Or a- taste of honey.
It need both as traction-as one heart bonding,
Because it does not show an antagonism,
locality or portrayed.
It willingness desire courage and motivational support at-most,
Because it is not aspired nor inherited.
Every seeing count-
And its affiliations is-of huge fondness
And there-by,
Distance is supported by faith in achieve of honest,
Hence its devotion and jealous.
That's all of love in one scale to enjoy,
Not all about regrets-
But peace and integrity,
Kind and inspiration
That's what I call devotion.