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                                                           A House is built by bricks                             

                                          But Home is made by love 

              


Womb to Tomb an infinite journey it seems
Moonshine and Sunrise make no difference

Though among many I feel secluded            

My solitude aspirated company
which I acquired from cloudless moonlit nights

Years pass by, still , I find myself  incomplete           
As a flower vase without flowers                      


My heart knows how my identity will be sublimated
As an artist knows well how a speck of colour
gives completion to the work

But how without God's grace can I get my "Love"    
When even an ant can't obtain its share of  food
Without His Blessing

Thus Woed  a lovely little bird with sparkling eyes and enchanting chirp 

Oh! Here comes a colourful bird flying and searching for its companion   
                                                  

Meeting of  eyes                     
Falling in Love
Dating with mate
All was over in an hour






Flew both to a far away branch blooming with lovely flowers
Both gathered twigs together and built a beautiful nest without rest                         

Every Twig a precious Carbuncle           
Every Food particle an Honey drop    
Every Moment an Eternal joy


Leading a gorgeous life together they made 
           A Perfect Home out of an Imperfect House


Whoever enters the Home gets a share of love
 And returns with shared minutes as unforgettable moments 

Both the birds, the examples of love litten lanterns
Due to whom the living world proudly says 

           " I continue to Exist "                          


May God's Blessings be in their palms always 
May Everlasting love and Happiness exist in their Hearts for ages