Monstrous Innocence; Love

A perpetual aura that stitches the beats of liveliness. Drowns every dissimilar into one and enlightens the beauty of existence with a combination of life. There, glitters of a magical spell, enchanted with the expressions that convey the spirit are one of the most delightful feelings a soul can have during the life on earth. Earth can be thus considered to be the best propagator of facilitating such wonderful atmosphere through its mesmerising loveliness. When love rules the person, everything they see will be pleasant and aesthetic. The creations that communicate itself as a synonym of heavenliness seems nothing when compared to the enchantment that a person finds in his love. His finds fewer numbers of expressions to describe that eternal feeling. There nothing in the universe that occupies the same powerful position that love occupied.

Love is one soul who never has an enemy to fight with because, in the end, nothing remarks victory in the war opposing love. It resembles something oceanic, deep inside the hardcore chamber of heart, it finds its place and firmly sticks on to their forever or till the soul finds another body to survive. Love defines the meaning of ‘special’. There is no chamber for unpleasant expressions here. Flawlessness rules and a feeling of being complete is what love offers to the world. A satisfaction of felling complete enough is hard to find and impossible to lose. Once a heart got a chance to experience it, nothing that exists can prevent the heart from following it. This is when desires unite to a single person. The intensity of that touch of a mother while she grabs her child into her and expresses her love through kisses, those powerful eyes with immense emotions to covey but fails to find words to expose all that it sees, the tremendous speed of heartbeats when love is spot are all fantabulous and unimaginable forms of happiness.

None in the world fail to have the experience of love. If so, then it can be considered a soulless living thing. This magical feeling communicates without sounds. The pattern of the waves that are unseen by others except for those fast beating hearts is the extraordinary flow of energy with splendid happiness and excitement. ‘Love is a smoke made with the fume of signs” said Shakespeare. Mighty intensity of it claims monstrous innocence defeated by none.