Dear love, Today I want to ask you, have you ever been in love? Do you know the feeling of loving, of falling for someone? Do you know how it feels to love and be loved? Have someone ever loved you? Anyone? People usually love one another, has someone loved you, love? Do you know how beautiful it feels to be loved by someone? When that person loves you in every possible way, do you know that feeling? Or do you know how it feels when that soul relinquishes you in pieces and you don't have enough courage and strength to mend your broken pieces together? Have you ever felt broken? Is there anyone who abandoned you or whom you left? Have you seen someone shattering because you didn't love them? But you are love, how can you not love someone? You are love and you have ample love to bestow everyone. You are the love, you are the law of love, you are the reason to love and to be loved. But today in this contemporary world, people have forgotten how to love, how to bestow love, how to express love, how to retain love, how to love all your life. Love, come to this world please, in the form of air and let people inhale you so that the world will be lovable and be loved by all. And the true essence of the utterance will then be justifiable that "love is in the air". Then you too will be loved by me, us and all. And who knows you too will find someone to be loved by you, to be loved by love. Let's love and be loved. The only reason to live is to love and be loved.
A typewriter lay in the corner,Reminding of old thoughts and yonder,It had memories,Of old or golden stories.I knew my dad used those,To type letters or prose,He wrote love letters to my mother,And stories to reporters.It lay in the dustAnd had got rust.After my dad’s death,His