Love is a language
Beyond mere understanding,
Read with the heart, it is a beating breath,
Read with the mind, it is a wandering thought,
Read with faith, it seems like a devoted love,
Read with shadows, it is a pale shade,
Read with life, it is an unsolved riddle,
Read with death, it is an endless incompleteness.
But if not read, it remains unknown and unaccepted,
A silent echo in the void, forever neglected.
© Shilpa Priya Dash