Can one live without love,

I doubt if there's any.

From birth to dust,

Just like metals we rust.

We toil the earth,

Trying to make memories,

We grow over our worries,

As burn calories,

But love goes beyond toils,

Love heals a troubled mind,

Love encapsulates a kind heart.

Love is rare.

Some believes it is natural,

Overwhelming one like a spirit.

Some believe it is earned,

Over time in our day to day acts.

But Love is Trust,

Love is Understanding,

Love is the Network,

Love is the Air we breathe.