Aroma of Love

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Love is not something that you beg for. 

You can't ask for someone to love you and never should  beg for it.


Love is beyond sympathy and forced hugs. 

Love is just like those dreamy waves kissing your bare feet in a deserted shore. 

Love is the fresh morning breeze which cheer your heart everyday. 

Love is like the dewy petrichor soothing your soul unwillingly. 

Love is in those little moments carving a radiant smile when days are going rough. 

Love in the hand stuffing your lunch box with lots of emotions, care and delight. 

Love is tiring long journeys that you cover just to have a hug. 

Love is in the warmth of unexpected hugs, even if you are all drenched in early monsoon. 

Love is in fights, that you have for watching your favorite shows. 

Love is in sharing a cup of coffee, even if you are not a coffee person. 

Love is not only about sharing a same roof, but it's about the sense of belongingness. 

Love is in penning a verse, when you are running out of words, rhymes and inks but emotions. 

And Begging for Love is just like stabbing your soul. There's love all around us, and most importantly a person like you deserves to get loved. 

Remember Love is in the air and the air is free for all.

With lots of Love💜
Abhilipsa


Comments

  1. UnknownDecember 15, 2020 at 7:06 AM

    ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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  2. UnknownDecember 15, 2020 at 7:08 AM

    ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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  3. UnknownDecember 15, 2020 at 7:09 AM

    ନା ପଢିବିନି, ଭଲ ଲେଖା ପଢ଼ନ୍ତିନି😀

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  4. Swati parhiDecember 15, 2020 at 7:10 AM

    Superb🔥

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  5. Roshni December 15, 2020 at 7:12 AM

    🖤🖤🖤🖤😍😍😍😍😍😍

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  6. Ankit kumar nayakDecember 15, 2020 at 7:28 AM

    " love is in the air "
    That's why voldemort is so cruel ....

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  7. LIJA DASDecember 15, 2020 at 8:12 AM

    Wow💜

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  8. UnknownDecember 15, 2020 at 8:29 AM

    👌

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  9. UnknownDecember 15, 2020 at 8:36 AM

    Superb

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  10. UnknownDecember 15, 2020 at 8:44 AM

    Awesome. Di 😍😍

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  11. Lipsa DasDecember 15, 2020 at 8:44 AM

    Just marvellous as your love for me.... nice expression of your thought and feeling... mesmerizing words with bunches of love.... love is like the rose petals... love is like the little baby.. love is like the fearless bird..... love is happiness and happiness is love... live happily with love... because love brings life to live...

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    1. My silentscribblesDecember 15, 2020 at 8:52 AM

      There is so much love stuffed with each line of yours and that's what keeps me motivating.

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  12. Kiran Sourav DasDecember 15, 2020 at 8:52 AM

    It's refreshing to read. Pristine winter vibe. Really great lines.

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