#LoveStoriesInVerse

LOVE IS IN THE AIR

Love is in the air 

It’s what I’ve hear

Here and there

Everywhere

The entire week

It’s the only thing

That wraps the cool atmosphere

But what actually love defines

Brings good memories

Or do the sad ones revive?

Everyone’s Valentine

Is not the same

Some have happy times

but some really fail

but the good part is, 

everyone, actually prevail

some walk with their partners,

Some walk in the memory lane

But deep down

everyone is aware,

That,

love is actually in the air

I don’t know how to define,

love of parents is the only sign

that permanent feeling of

being cared,

in all forms of life, they are always aware

what their child goes through every phase,

because they have lived them, in their old state

Love is not actually to boy or girl,

It’s the feeling of being cared and loved

Purest form of love,

is shown by a mother

who is feeding her children,

by herself dying of lungs

Purest form of love,

Is the care of father,

completes the needs of the children

by himself being tortured and harmed by others

no one can define,

the true meaning of love

this weak remains new beginning,

new hopes for the coming year

May you live long and love your parents

a bit more,

Because

love is always in the air

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