Poetry

Tints of love

ByRoopal Arora March 3, 2026March 3, 2026

Love moves,in blissful fight,

Mirthful bond of happiness and delight

With every splash,hearts move fast,

Forgotten fears,forgotten past

Love grows in gentle glow,

Delightful bond of trust and show

Blissful feelings of the heart,

Sounds whisper,a gentle start

Forgotten worries,trouble fade,

Love and happiness never fades

With every glance,hearts lose beat,

Forgotten doubts,forgotten defeat

Love grows in blissful light,

Beautiful bond of care and delight

Fears and worries,no more in sight,

A new perspective,a path in delight

With every path,we find our way,

And rise above,come what may

Forgotten pain,grief fades away,

Love and delight in every way

Roopal Arora

Roopal Arora is a dynamic and multitalented writer based in Delhi. With a diverse range of roles, she thrives as an IT professional, freelancer educator, author, blogger and writer. Her expertise extends to being Microsoft, Buncee, Wakelet educator, OCP and SAP professional and Brainmaths professional showing her commitment to education and technology. She is serving as Manager Technical at Marucom, she exemplifies leadership and technical accumen. She is a beautiful writer lending her insightful voice to writing firms. Her life is a masterpiece woven with threads of literature and research. She is a shining example of artistry and dedication. She believes in the power of choosing just the right word to convey her thoughts most beautifully to the world. Her contributions to literature have earned her a rightful place in literary and artistic world. Her life is a blend of love and literary brilliance. Her path to her achievement is a testament to her unwavering love for writing and her relentless pursuit of her literary dreams. Her different experiences have not only shaped her as a person but also honed her distinct talent for writing. She envisions a future where her words continue to inspire and resonate deeply with her readers. Her creative flair shines as Creative Coordinator and her honours, features in numerous books, magazines and websites underscores her impact and recognition in her field.

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