Treasure Island

Ramdas Bhandarkar

(Madikeri)

Love Is God and God Is Love! ! !


Tragedy is that we always try to market them.

Causing damage in the name of love
causing harm in the name of God.

Great are those who never get bluffed
by those things which damage mutually.

That which never contribute to mutual progress,
never contribute to mutual welfare can not be love.

More we fool ourselves thinking to fool others, but in real
Love is path to knowledge and God is the wisdom.

Wisdom has to reign and control rein, and love has to shine
God is love and love is sacred mission of life..

Submitted: Tuesday, February 04, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, February 05, 2014
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