Our love endure all torments of your pain which you suffers from the ages,

Love is something that flows from the golary of history,

I will be the one who endure your painful rugged life and showers the wielding of love,

Let’s not to cry, let’s fly towards the benevolent pride of the world, let’s run to explore love and at last our tales leads to the entire world’s of love.

BY-HARSHITA PANDEY