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Soil Of Love
Soil Of Love
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My life was all white
With nothing special to recite.
That was when I first met him
As a cozy shelter, my soul ever longed.
And he lifted the pen so unique
That only accepted to dip in love-ink.
Thus scribbling the first letter of comfort
On the ever albino-paper of my soul.
And he named it love-lesson
Which completely transformed my life.
The life which appeared wearisome
Suddenly put on wheels that pace.
Life was never the same ever after
I took my first dip in this love-ink.
The accumulated bitterness in the psyche
Never ever germinated in the soil of love.
Such magical was the soil of love
That always harvested throne.
