Nurture the tender bud of love,
Innocuous and immaculate very pure,
Pristine ,flawless it remains,
Unless tainted by paints of lust…
Relations of blood unessential,
Nor any formal ties to fear,
The virtous unblemished bond of love,
Never requires any reason to rear…
Bringing gleaming joy and delight,
Fills the life with ecstasy and inspirating light,
Without terms or rules of contract,
Contentment is there in this blissful act…
soumyav 
Loved the beauty in explaining the pious virtue of LOVE! 🙂
I am a fan of your and need I say this?:-)
Thanks Pankaj! no need 🙂
The ‘bud’ of love holds much promise – how it blooms…that depends on us
Very true Eric! IT entirely depends on us how we treat and care it…
and you can define such love only if you are nurturing the same very close to you !
Yes indeed!
and then comes family and spoils it all
🙂
but I love the positive attitude in your poems
The positive attitude is the only thing that can take us forth in any situation of life,so it has to be there in any condition..
Lovely thoughts on love!
Thank u dear..
It sure is. Another lovely one. 🙂
Thanks a lot Vimal! 🙂