The ocean loves the shore
Forever breaks at its feet
Never gives up on failure
And is triumphant in defeat.
One by one the waves
Dash on the rocky shore
And the agony of their breaking
Makes the Ocean Roar.
Over and over they come
Only to break again
There is beauty in their dying
Poetry in their pain.
Though it move the mountains
The stars over and above
Too often does sorrow become
The destiny of true love
But can it ever happen
That love from pain you sever?
Because to die for love
Is to live forever.
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Love knows not its own depth until the hours of seperation
This one so very sounds Dil Se, very rhythmic and very poetic ...
The ocean loves the shore
Forever breaks at its feet
Never gives up on failure
And is triumphant in defeat.
I made some minor changes in the first para above, just my suggestions for rhythm and flow.
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