What is love?

What is love?

Is it in mother’s hug,

when the child cries…

Or in the child’s cries,

if the mother dies?

 

What is love?

Is it when a father holds the thumb,

of his only child…

Or when the child stumbles, when father is not,

standing by his side?

 

What is love?

Is it when a brother asks his sister,

to search, and chase him…

Or when the sister crosses the ocean,

but, unable to swim?

 

What is love?

Is it when a friend shows up,

even if the distances have grown…

Or your longing for them,

when they are long gone?

 

What is love?

Is it when he writes her,

a love letter…

Or when she tells him,

his presence makes it better?

 

What is love?

Does it lie in the pleasures,

Of togetherness…

Or in the pain of distance,

and yet the belongingness?