The Millionth Definition

What is love?

This should be,

the most answered question,

and the definition given.

So, it won't be a sin,

if I also add my own definition

before my last breath leaves me.

Hey dear, why did these tears come up?

Darling, I'm still living.

I know how deeply you care and feel for me.

But I've promised myself not to see,

tears in your ever-glowing eyes.

Let me go on!

You may justify later,

now please read this dear.

According to me,

Love is what makes us believe we can strive.

It is what drags us back,

even in the hardest ever falling downs.

It is what converts a house to a home,

it is what purifies toxicity of an entire day,

just with a true kiss.

It's never only about those, but also,

it is very much like

letting a bomb be exploded silently, inside a barrel.

it is exactly letting you pass by me,

remaining silent.

It is, not saying "I love you!" directly,

it is letting the echo inside the mind do the rest,

by seeing the heartaches may arise,

in the untouched future.

It is also playing and teasing with words,

it is, the wait for a person to start a deep conversation,

it is the medicine that heals,

irrespective of the distance

just with a few words,

in the most adorable voice.

It is what makes us smile for no reason,

it is what you'd feel,

when making the other end angry just for fun,

it is what convinces an ape to be a human.

And also it is the driving force behind every poet.

Finally, it is what makes an analytical person,

to write words like,

honey, my love, prettiest, dearest, darling, sweetheart and many more.

May my little revealing,

be a definition for the "LOVE",

in this busy world!