Love without Titles

Love happens from somewhere deep under the ocean.

This is not that love with names given.

This is simple love with power to bring down the strongest of walls.

And burst into callous human hearts.

Love that was always swept under the carpets.

It is not something given out only to starlets.

Love that needs to be flushed out from the barrage.

No longer to be kept in closets getting listed in triage.

Love that has no spills of coloured ink.

It is as clear as water to sink.

Call it kindness, adoration or affection,

I don't care because this is all about pure benefaction.

This is not that 'getting-into-trouble' saga.

This is what we call 'free-to-love' raga.

That love to set ourselves free.

That love we forgot to foresee.

This is where we begin to love

like a dove.

Start making our baby steps

to the mountain of love without titles.