The Words that Changed My Life




Love, o love, it is a faint melody-

Passionate and divine,

Which one relishes not all day

But on a solace skinned night;
Under the beaming light of stars

And a moon with all her bedded love:
Love is, those hours of togetherness,-

As the figures comes closer to ones estimated blinds,
As in battles between warriors and ants,

Love, o Love, play your dice on them,
Let her fade not with fading times,

Or like an aroma not truly divine,

Aye, will you be a blessed soul

Covering my epitaph?



                                                                           By Arnab Mukhopadhyay on Propose Day