Love – the eternal law of nature,
which develops, in every creature.
It is the foreman of our heart,
With it, should no one be hurt.
The mother loves her child,
Without caring for the yield.
The sister loves her brother,
Without any brother.
It should never be forborne,
From the heart should it be born.
Love – it creates a feeling of Sanguiness,
Also it gives way to kindness.
It is neither ironic,
Nor very sardonic.
It can never be forecasted,






