Love Is An Ocean! ! Poem by KAUSHAL SABOO

Love is a ocean,
It see much nights and suns.
Somewhere it becomes someone’s life,
Somewhere it becomes someone’s wife.

First love is a new way in life’s road,
It is our new happiness’ node.
Other than friends and family, it brings someone new in our life,
With new responsiblities, new happiness, new start, which completes our hive.

It brings in our life new essence,
It remove all tension’s fence.
New limitations are made,
New limitations are laid.

But what if we are hurt by ourlove,
Instead of olive, we will see a nuclear bomb even in hands of dove.
Though its not possible, but then also our heart will break into pieces!
She make me her brother, instead of I making her my MRS.

But if it happens to me, do you know what will I do?
I will say to myself, in this world, there are not beautiful spinsters few.
Once again new happiness, responsiblities, and new love,
Once again new joy, new essence, and this time with olive branches, a new dove! ! !

I know its pratically hard to do this,
It is hard to love again, like going to school without paying fees.
But, friends, life has several commas, which we treat as full stops.
It is not our end, it is our beginning to hop…