Love is all that I have, love is all I can give.
Love is my fuel; Love is all for I live.
Greats in life have fallen, have stumbled.
Love has its own way, many have been humbled.
It drives you crazy; it makes you mad.
It commands you to be good, it makes you bad.
Experience it and you will never be the same again.
It gives you sweetest of pleasures, destroys you with
greatest of pain.
You may chose it, you may ignore.
One touch and you want more.
It flows freely, it is impossible to tie.
It is remembered even after you die.
It makes you immortal, give you the reasons.
It keeps you warm even in jarring of seasons.
Love is poetry, love is amuse
It shows you the way, it makes you confuse.
You may not receive but may choose to give
Love is my fuel; Love is all for I live.
With Love!
Vikram