Nature's infinite beauty can't satisfy man's infinite greed

What is Love? Anyone is aware of exact definition? can we really define or measure love?Or is it a form of any art? Is it any of these Painting,Dancing,singing or is it inside each of them.we know art is a piece of our imagination filled with thoughts or emotions.Do we imagine love and then create it?or do we have it already inside us and it spreads when imagination of different individuals collide.Is it a self driven process or is it trigger process or is it not any process just imaginations?Art is an activity driven by your imagination and strings attached to it.Can we say love is an art, or art has love in it?Love is confusing art leading you nowhere because of your imaginations, inculcating feeling of doubting it's existence.

We are nothing but faces. Faces that have different shapes, emotions, expressions but yet the same linkages.All around us we can see these faces, when we are staring at someone, or when we are talking to someone, or when we are in front of mirror or even when we are thinking of someone.The base of Face can be clear or dotted, but still it won't stop serving it's purpose.The purpose of saying unheard things through mouth.Every line on your face  conveys some meaning telling a story.The story sometimes is itself revealing, may be in the form of clear readability of happiness and sad curves.Sometimes the lines are broken all entire your face making it difficult to read and predict the story.People make stories reading your faces, probably it may join those lines or may be not.Also sometimes you don't want any story to be created so you may stop revealing even words on your base.Eventually with time, we know people by reading their faces faster.and when we know them for quite