Love

It's really been a long time and for a break I was listening to the Bengali tunes. And then I listened to "Bhalobasha" by Paraspathar once again. Here's a little try to depict it in my own way.

Love is a promise not to say goodbye
Love is the festival of pure heart
Love is before the time stops ticking
Love is when I end and where you start.

Love is about Archie’s Gallery
Love is about a hide and seek game
Love is the verse of a tearful eye
Love is flying high in the cloud of no name.

Love is a tune of seeing the future
Love is the song of a continuous journey
Love is what is at every corner of your heart
Love is the last line of a beautiful poem.

Love is listening when no words are said
Love is feeling when no touch is made
Love is cheering each step forward
Love is eternity and sailing toward.