Two souls of distinguished tone,
Wanted to merge as one on it's own.
Mr. and Mrs. wanders in the dream zone,
The feeling of love is always known.
They exchange vows to stay intact,
They don't want to be under ego attack.
It was presumed a pleasant fact,
Carrying the zest is everyone's act.
The journey is smooth, silky and thick,
If you share and care without being sick.
The journey is rough, tough and thin,
If you whine and cry; the life would shrink in.
Marriage is not just an Union,
It is the state of pure amalgamation.
Hearts in love stay with angels,
Hearts in detest groan with devils.
very well said Mubeen...
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by Sumana..
DeleteFine contrasts! And I love this truth: "Carrying the zest is everyone's act."
ReplyDeleteThanks Susan. Glad you liked it.
DeleteMarriage is not just an Union,
ReplyDeleteIt is the state of pure amalgamation.
Right you are Mubeen :D fantastic write.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Thanks Sanaa..
DeleteBeautiful and powerful lines Mubeen. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ramya. Glad you read the lines..
DeleteI like the idea of the hearts in love staying with angels. :)
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