Treasure Island

Ravindra Kumar

(02 July 1951 / India)

Love


Many claims love is mad,
Alike you spice of life;
I wonder listen to glad
Spare rare its magic dive.
No age bar pride prefer,
Not even avidity for sex;
Caste, color, creed cried confer,
Consider beauty of mind relax.
Free from bondage perfect hive,
Sustain glory till universe alive.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, February 27, 2013
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