On St.Valentine's Day,
There's no talk to do barring it,
But love, love,
I love you, love you,
Like you, like you,
Love, love,
All for love.
None find I around
Who sees it philosophically,
Offering flowers to St.Valentine
Who really sacrificed himself
For the couple,
To save them and to stand for.
All here for love, love romantic,
Bodily thrills and sensations,
The hearts singing,
The feet slipping,
The lovers in hugs
And kisses,
Madly after.
Going together with,
Held by magnetic love, glued together,
Talking and going,
Sharing emotionally, passionately,
But none here talking of St.Valentine,
None to offer flower petals and prayers to him.
Closing the eyes, at least pray you before him,
Confess you what sin have you committed
Without knowing them,
Beg for a pardon,
The beloved not merely,
Try to think of the Lord of Love
And his blessings too,
Give a red rose to him at least
To feel the warmth of the Love Divine. |
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