Let the truth behold, but my heart unfold
the truth about love and life
let it splurge all over, let it splash and strew
as the wind blows flirtatiously during tide.
The divine feeling of love
and its celestial essence
Some call it fate
with supreme significance.
The sentiments the passion
are close like life and soul
the restlessness, the amore
they play game of fair and foul.
The eternal feel, the mortal impact
we set our boundaries, but still we cross
then it embraces us, we sense its touch
our heart immerses in it and we get engrossed.