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The Religion Of Love.
She beaded her tears
into a Rosary,
Whispering her silent wishes,
on every single drop
rolling down her cheeks.

She made amulets
Of the pieces
of her shattered heart.
And worshipped them like
The sacred verses.

She treated her scars
Like the divine messages,
Revealed on her by The time.

Despite all the catastrophes,
All the Heartbreaks & Scars,
She held her loyalty,
She devoted her faith
On Love.
For her, Love was The only religion,
And her beloved,
Her only God.

© Shafat_Ibne_Ali