There is a kind of love where you burst fireworks and sing to your heart’s content.
There is a kind of love where you hold hands and slow dance on a deserted road.
There is a kind of love where you tuck into a quiet alcove with whispered dreams.
There is also a kind of love…
A kind that is surreal
Connected through the slightest flicker of the eyes
In the most fleeting touches
Tied by a wisp of gossamer thread
Where there is a familiar understanding even after years of separation.
A kind that is invisible but in the slightest curve of the lips.
The one you carefully lock in a dark corner of your soul,
Only to bring out as a guiding star in the pitch dark.
Your ray of sunshine on a rainy day.
It is the love that never was.
It is the love that never could be.
Yet, it is the love that got lost.
“There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald
Very aptly expressed Prajakta.
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Oh I have a feeling we have to be attentive for that love…it’s the one that will matter most.
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This was a good read.
And Scott’s is awesome one. 👍
Keep writing.
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Thanks a lot!
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Very beautiful!
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Perfect pic to go with your words, Prajakta!
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Thank you 🙂
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Yes, Prajakta, so many kinds of love, all beautiful an unique. I also love the quote in the end.
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Glad you enjoyed this, Erika 🙂
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I did, dear Prajakta 😊
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❤️
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Then there is the kind of love that I feel for Ray… which is different from the kind of love that I feel for my sister… which is different from the kind of love that I feel for a dear friend. So many kinds of love. How can it possibly not “make the world go around? :)”
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Aptly put Colin 🙂 They are powerful and strong enough to spin us for eternity!
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The love that captures all of these thoughts is the perfect love. Wonderful words, Prajakta!
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Thank you very much! 😀
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Wonderful words. Love has many forms and you have portrayed some here.
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Thank you Anoop!
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Beautiful…every love is special and is different…nicely penned… 🙂
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Thank you so much 🙂
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P.S. Really loved the ‘thanks but not passing it along” pic… 😀 Considering that, I’m the ‘baddest’ blogger 😛
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Hi5 then 😀 We are rocking the same boat!
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😀 …. Hi5
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SMiLes.. a great philosopher..
probably.. hundreds.. thousands..
and billions of ‘philosophers’ once
said.. then and now..
Love is never now
as strong as it is
when lost.. now..
Loving
now.. now..
is the greatest
Love.. as Loving
now.. now..
is never now..
lost tomorrow..
as now is tomorrow
too.. and yesterday doesn’t
matter when Love iS Loving Now..
In other words.. when Love is Lost
People pay attention to Love now..
Loving Now
solves that
problem now..
but Now.. now
iS the practice
of Love Now..
that counts
when now
successfully employed now
as a way of life.. now in other
words.. words are not enough..
Doing Love now.. is all that
truly counts now.. whether
remembered as now lost
or Loving
Now.. now..
continuAlly
now.. now. now..
anyWay.. Love
iS Strange
Love iS
Real
and Love
CAN BE..
ALwAYS NOW..:)
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Those are some beautiful poignant thoughts on love 🙂
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Thanks.. My friend.. With SMiLes of course..:)
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Beautifully expressed. Every little gesture has been captured so realistically! Typical signs that only the 2 close ones will recognise 🙂
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Thank you Kamal 🙂 Real is what makes it special!
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Thank you for your follow too 🙂
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So beautiful, Prajakta. 🙂
I just noticed that your posts have not been showing up in my reader lately.
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Thank you Tonya 🙂 Welcome back!
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Thanks, Prajakta. I’m sorry I’ve been away. 🙂
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Sometimes the love that got lost, can become the love that is found again! At least in memories. Lovely poem!
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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Simply Beautiful.
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Thanks!
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Wow.. it took an unanticipated turn in the end.. Real and beautiful:)
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Thank you Prateek 🙂
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Such a beautiful quote by Mr Fitzgerald and you expanded on that perfectly!
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Thank you Alok! 🙂
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Loved your post !
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Woh log bohot kush-qismat thay
jo ishq ko kaam samajhte thay
ya kaam se aashiqi karte thay
ham jeete jee masruf rahe
kuch ishq kiya
kuch kaam kiya
kaam ishq ke aa’re aata raha
aur ishq se kaam ulajhta raha
phir aakhir tang aakar ham ne
dono ko adhoora chhor diya
~Faiz Ahmed Faiz
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This is beautiful!
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yes, but not more than you 🙂
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Love is surreal ❤
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It’s beautiful. Last few lines have so much weight in them, so heavy full of emotions. :’)
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Thank you so much Shambhavi!
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Welcome 🙂
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Love is of all kinds … and no matter what type Love is beautifullllllllllllllll
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And surreal 🙂
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Such a beautiful poem, absolutely loved it Prajakta ! Cheers 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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😊
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