When sorrow come close to me, he would drive it away with his hands. Before going on my wrong path, he used to hold my hand and pull me with his hands, whenever I cry, he hugs me tightly and love wipes my tears with his hands and caresses me on his shoulder. An embrace is a sublime form of expressing love. What if #lovehadarms? Collab and complete this #mereshabdonkajahan #nikhil_kaushik #lovepoem. #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
