LOVE, WHAT I UNDERSTAND ?

Human like a plant has come to this world,

Every body wants to grow,

Father and mother take care of him,

Not to be wild,

Like a potter makes a pot to stay,

With dirty in his hands in clay,

This is the love of parents.

Human life surprisingly encounters,

Many dangers in life,

Parents desire to give such a life,

So the child would not have thorns in life,

Parents know what is at their hands, 

These helping hands cover the human,

With trust the preparation is made

To make him grow.

This is love of parents to the child.

The child became mature,

Parents still say the child,

You still have so much to know,

Your process is still to grow, 

The child used watch parents,

How they bend, 

And 

How they stand up,

He used to measure its weight,

Accordingly, the child tries to grew upright.

The pressure of parents sometimes,

Too much to receive, 

The child wishes to be free from such pressure.

This is reality,

This is natural.

This is the love of parents and child.

There is prettiest flower in the garden of world,

He or she is full bloom, feeling blessed,

Just to call him or her as his or her friend.

The greatest gift one the world,

Human receives gift from each other,

Each has hope, to see other driving by,

Until the day that one dies.

Both each say, I love you,

Your absence causes pain,

One can wait till other eyes to disappear,

One does not know, 

How to grow without other.

This love is love of lover and beloved.

Every body begs Happiness,

Which is the most prized gift

By the nature,

To have a state of mind,

Of every human irrespective 

Of caste, creed, race, sex, religion or nationality, 

Happiness can be achieved by

Infinite ways or path,

For attaining peace,

This is love of humanity.

Fair is fair in fact,

Acceptance is stark reality,

Tears roll for the departed, 

Loneliness, emptiness hit emotions,

Heart needs solace,

Existence of peace in human life 

Is pure dependence of time,

Battle would happen,  

Bravery is necessary, 

In doing the labour in slavery, 

Man wishes the touch the glory,

Emotive mind longing gains or losses,

For life sustenance,

And,

In accepting misery,

Going and glowing with the flow of time,

Is tolerance,

Which would lead to Happiness,

This is called Love of life.