Love is knocking on the door,
Knock! Knock! Comes the sound,
Don’t open it in haste, think before,
Then open your arms to it or turn around.
Love is pain,
Yet it gives pleasure,
Love drains away like the falling rain,
Yet is more precious than a treasure.
Love is stark madness,
Love is a passion,
It is achy like an abscess,
It is a silent communication.
Love is still knocking on the door,
Open it or keep it closed,
It won’t knock again on your door,
Leave it or be someone’s beloved.
∼ Khushbu Nanavati
I, Khushbu Nanavati, have submitted a lot of poems on this site and fortunately most of them have been published on this site. I have completed writing 100 poems by now and this is a very special occasion for me. I owe my success to 4to40.com because it was the first site that published my poems and gave me maximum exposure. I have received many appreciations and suggestions from the readers and I would like to thank them all today and I hope that this kind of response towards my talent continues and I am sure with the help of www.4to40.com i will go on. Not only me but this site has given exposure to many aspiring poets and writers.
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A young creative writer from Mumbai, India.