What is love?

What is loving my dear?

Is it the yearning in the heart to be near the one you care?

Is it the longing in the soul to bare and to share?

Or is it just a feeling of common oneness

That we revel in each other’s goodness

What defines love my dear

Does it get doused by fear?

Does it shy away from limelight?

Or does it seek the comfort of sight

Does love know any rules of life?

Does it understand the daily strife

Between the life’s realities and its dreams?

Or is it just like the moonbeams…

Soft and mellow and painfully beautiful

But only a reflection of something bright

It can do nothing but to provide solace

By shining on us through the night.

Love has had a meaning once, but it seems to be changing now

I have no idea when it started, I have no idea how

But love has still remained love, it just shifted its place

Is it love that’s changing or are we trying to win some race

Against what I don’t know though- may be life, may be ourselves

Maybe our conflicting desires both so strong

Maybe we allowed love to be redefined to revel in its warmth

Maybe we redefined right and wrong

Maybe I am learning a new facet of love

One that has no yearning and pain

One that can just be and enjoy

Which does not seek any gain

One that does not cater to the instincts of man

One that is just there to stay

This facet of love is very new to me

It does not dare to ask for anything, yet does not go away.