If its conditional,
Its not Love .

You do not think what
troubles you might face
to keep your promise,
you just try your best
in what you got
to keep your promise ;
and whatever you feel,
you do keep it,
without another thought .

Love is the only anchor
to the storms of your life ;
may it be just gusts,
or a tempest !

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I have spent many
seasons thinking about you ,
Coz you are the breeze winds .

I have spent every night
in those memories of you ,
Coz you are chaste lovely.

I have spent every happy moment
in the presence of you ,
Coz you are the gentle gusts .

I have spent many magical moments
in my dreams with you ,
Coz you are heavenly.....

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Whirling under midnight skies,
cutting through the gusts of wind,
and gently closing your eyes....

May be, life is about these,
and fluttering of butterflies.

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When the icy gusts
of wind whisper,
Silence walks on the streets.

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To which pillar you can
CERTITUDE
yourself & which are
FLAWED
ones which simply shatters in the
GUSTS.....

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The stormy gusts in my zest...

Tis darkness hath power to increase
The stormy gusts in my zest
The love often, I hide in front of thee eyes
It is being exposed by tis long night!

Little less a harsh moment,
That i never intended to do....
That lusty day, alas! I was not aware of late;
Arrivance of rough clouds and woe!

But, these misires and sadness;
I have got. I made uh dismay, thee soft heart!
By which, I get eager to meet uh once,
I get eager to hug thee feet!

Ere, my submission to that great God
I get eager to greet thee, ohh comrade!

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