So many times I wrote pieces of despair ,
So very little I have written things
of Love
of Hope
of the shadow giving Tree
So many times I wrote pieces of inhumanity,
So very little I have written things
of Miracle
of Magic
of the bestowed divine Glee
For you , my beloved
I have lived all throughout
For you, my beloved
I shall die beneath the sky of respect....
Novice, indocile this heart can often
beat with restlessness
But, with your presence I feel
an extra-ordinary helpless happiness instead
Though the odds may beat
like the exulting drums
Though the wrongs may glide
with full of flawed turns
This soul can
Never be detached
from thy soul
This fate can
Never be apart
from thou destiny
No matter wherever we are
No matter whenever our pathways may test
our twisted lofty fates
together we live
together we die
Because eternal it is
Yes,
Isn't it just beautiful that
Our Love story still lives
through all pained storms
through all deserted waterless islands
through all sides of dimes
with a serene blue rhyme?
5th Aug 2016 , 2:07 p.m.