Love can’t just be a word, can it be?
I always thought and wrote a lot about love,
but little did I know it wasn’t a love.
It takes time of its own,
When night takes its time for the dawn
It comes without even a knock
And that immense pain is
now being undocked.
The hollowness inside the bone
Isn’t any empty anymore.
It’s filled with compassion more than before.
And finally, it sings a song
Without any lyrics,
The buzzing goes around
And that makes you feel
the love inbound.
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Sumit!! You know these ones are my favourite!! It seems like I have won a lottery! Jackpot of reading love poems😍
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You surely did. Are you in love or what Anu?
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You know that Sumit😄
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Haha! Glad to know that.
Be happy.
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Beautiful poem😊
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Hey, thanks Era!
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You’re welcome 😊😊
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Beautiful! Love can’t just be a word – Amen!
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It’s a whole lot more than that. Thank you for reading, my friend.
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I so loved how you said the hollowness in our bones is filled with compassion when we’re in love. What a beautiful thought. Indeed, love isn’t just a word. I always believe that actions speak louder than words. So, it doesn’t matter whether we say I love you to our loved ones, just showing it to them through our actions is what matters, haina? ♥️ This is beautifully crafted, Sirr.
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You were right, Chandu. Yes!
Thank you so much little love for loving it.
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Amazing ❣️
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Thanks for reading, Aarzu.
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Most welcome 🙂 ❣️ 🙂
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Beautiful! You’re hitting the right places when you said the hollowness inside the bone and it’s filled with compassion more than before. That was my personal favourite.
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That’s exactly how we feel been in love, right?
When we say, it tickles my bone, but it’s the love which is inside it.
Thank you for loving it, Anya!
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That is definitely one way of looking at it. 🙂
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Beautiful!
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Thanks a lot, Aashi!
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This is lovely!
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Hey, thanks Harsh!
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Very nice 😊
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Thanks a lot!
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Love isn’t just a word. It’s something more deep, filled with overwhelming emotions.
I loved this, Sumit!
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I’m glad to know it touched you, Anisha. Thank you.
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Pleasure is all mine! ☺
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Beautiful poem 💙
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Thank you for reading, Anurag!
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Most welcome sir 🙂
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Beautiful !!
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Thanks, Anamika.
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Love can’t be a word for sure. It is an experience, a feeling which you have to cherish with time. Very well written yet again!
P.S: New Post is up…
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I’m happy you loved it, Nanchi. And thanks for the reminder.
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This is like beautiful confession sumit. It’s having lot of passion and depth. Literally love is burning in the Heart.
Wish you to have this deep love in your heart always.
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That’s one of the beautiful wishes. Thanks Mitty.
How was your day today? It was supposed to be a disaster in Mumbai.
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I had good day Sumit, went to school after long days.
I am following updates of cyclone. Praying for welfare of all. Already we are in crisis of pandemic now this too. Hope everything would be back normal soon.
Take care my friend. Stay safe.
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Thank God! You finally went haan. Happy for you.
Oh yes, but thankfully it didn’t appear in Mumbai that day.
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Thanks a lot Sumit.Now in this situation getting out of home became bliss right.
Take care of yourself.
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I surely shall. I hope there is no such problem at your end.
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Not much problem still it’s not complete safe.
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Please be safe Haan!
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Haan sumit you too be safe
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Reblogged this on worldtraveller70.
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Thanks for sharing, Argris.
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I nominated you for the “Ideal Inspiration Blog” https://idealinspiration.com
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Thanks for doing that. I’ll check it
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Your welcome
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No love can’t just be a word. It’s a feeling.
I liked the honesty with which you Bagan saying you were writing about it for years but you never felt it.
4th stanza was most most beautiful!
I loved and connected to it on a whole different level.
And ending Mai toh you are pro. You always justify it!
Good one!
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Yes, because if you’ll see I have written about a lot but they were never this much lovable. I love reading my words only these days. Hah!
I’m not a pro, it’s just that you never forget to praise me. ✨
I miss my both beauties together
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Your work is Worthy of all praise, you’ll find everyone doing that!
You’re an inspiration to a lot of us here!
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Sumitttttttt…!!!
This is super duper amazing.
Like you said…love can’t be a word….yes…it can’t be…it’s more than a feeling.
Such a beautiful concept. Specially the ones…where you say…the hollowness of bone..is filled with compassion more than before.
You are an inspiring wonder. I have reserved these words for you.
Take care.
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It’s a feeling, an emotion, and anything which tickles us all day long.
And no matter whatever words you reserve for me, my love for both my gorgeous women is gonna be the same.
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Wow! This is amazing 😍
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Love, indeed, is amazing, Shweta!
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