
This poem celebrates love in its purest, most enduring form. It speaks of a love that bends but never breaks, a flame that withstands time, distance, and life’s storms.
Tender and unpolished, it captures the eternal strength and quiet beauty of a heart devoted without end.
# Love Without End #
This is my love, tender and true,
Bending with storms, yet breaking not.
It shines in the dark, it whispers in you,
A steady flame time cannot blot.
It does not fade when distance grows,
Nor falter when seasons pass.
It walks where the wild wind blows,
Rooted deep like ancient grass.
If skies should fall, if stars descend,
If all the world should cease to be,
Still, my love will rise, will bend,
Eternal, unchained, endlessly free.
So let the world in chaos spin,
Let storms arise and darkness press.
This love, unbroken from within,
Blooms eternal, boundless, blessed.
A love that bends, yet never ends—
Forever true, my heart extends.
(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com

Categories: kavita
A beautiful poem brimmed with adoring themes.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you so much — that really means a lot. I’m glad those themes came through and landed gently on your side. Always appreciate you taking the time to read and share your thoughts. 😊
LikeLiked by 2 people
My pleasure, Verma. Kind people deserve my time.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you so much, dear.
How is your day?
LikeLiked by 2 people
True love is unending and enduring, not of the moment or the day. Your poem speaks volumes. Happy Thursday. Allan
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you, Allan — that’s beautifully put, and I’m really touched that the poem resonated that way for you. Wishing you a warm, steady, and happy Thursday as well. 😊
LikeLiked by 2 people
very nice .
LikeLiked by 3 people
Thank you so much.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Why Jews remember Egypt as the basis of our legal system. C
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you.
LikeLiked by 2 people