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You are in love when....

Late at night
When your thoughts drift
To that one person
Who brings a smile on your face
Each time you think of them,
And when you know in your heart
That you will do anything
Anything really
To have them in your life
Then you know
That it isn't what feels like love
It is love
The real deal
And if you smiled when you read this
Then you know
You're in love
There is no escape.

Now stop grinning before anyone notices
And thinks you are mad.
Love often is
Madness




 © 2012 Preeti Shenoy
 

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Comments

  1. :) :) :)

    You make so much sense with your every blog.. though I fail to comment on every blog of yours I read them regularly. I couldn't stop smiling and thinking about that one person while reading this.

    I know I am in LOVE.. MADLY in LOVE

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  2. Your poem made my night. An exquisite beauty of the poem fantasized me totally. Keep posting always, all time if it is possible.

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  3. Okay, I was grinning while reading the poem till I saw the last 4 lines. :D It made me laugh, literally!! :D
    Nice one, yet again, Preeti!! :) :)

    Love,
    Dhriti.

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  5. I couldn't stop grinning... Being in love with one anther after so many years is the greatest blessing we've received from God, for which I cannot thank him enough.
    Love everything you write and love you too. God Bless.

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  6. A nice write-up Ma'am! Being in love is that state where for me my thoughts literally take the road of creativeness. Everything in the world seems beautiful and my elated self is simply portrayed in writings or music. Love is that strong feeling which one cannot escape without expressing it to the world and by saying, "I am in Love!"
    Looking forward to read verses on such themes Ma'am! World lives on 'love' & I wish you to have a lovely time ahead! :)

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  7. :) :) ;) ;)... A perfect start for the morning, in sync with Delhi's weather today.. Rains in November and this write -up.
    It actually, IS Love..

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  8. Awwwww....ekdum mushy mushy...:*
    And yes...I am smilinggggg :)
    I am in LOVE:*

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  9. Thank you Preeti..:) All the symptoms are correct and now confirmed that this madness caught me... Love is really madness.. an awesome madness that brings a smile just on the thought of that person..

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  10. :) I am grinning and smiling and what not:) Thank you! as usual simple words yet classy ...

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  11. Love is madness.It is awesome within the limit and awful beyond the limit.

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  12. love is really a total madness ma'am you never know how important that person is for you unless you lose that person
    I've been missing her since 15 months. I wish I hadn't let her go.
    Last month I heard from a friend that she got engaged.
    Since then I've been missing her like hell. I wish I could go back in past and never let her go off me and tell her how much I love her....

    your biggest fan on this earth
    Umesh

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  13. love is really a total madness ma'am you never know how important that person is for you unless you lose that person
    I've been missing her since 15 months. I wish I hadn't let her go.
    Last month I heard from a friend that she got engaged.
    Since then I've been missing her like hell. I wish I could go back in past and never let her go off me and tell her how much I love her....

    your biggest fan on this earth
    Umesh

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  14. love such a simple word with the most complicated definition.....

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  15. awesome :) :) :)
    indeed u r multi talented :)
    earlier i was fan of ur books , blogs....
    now..poetry too

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  16. Hi as always beautifuly written... Your writing is like a breathe of fresh air.. Just wanted to ask a question though ! What ifsomeone reproduced something you have written as thier own .. I write poems sometimes ... I Wrote it for someone special ... One of my friend edited few lines of the same poem and presented to someone else as their own ! How would you react to this !

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