M.D Dinesh Nair
Her Love - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair
Her love is a breeze,
It traverses the spheres of my mind
That has a hundred deserts of its own.
Her love conquers me.
Her`s is a love with an angel`s touch,
It captures the regions of my ego
That has a thousand peaks of its own.
Her love rebuilds me.
Her`s is a love with a fairy`s magic,
It charms the naughty queries of my senses
That has a million tongues of its own.
Her love evaporates me.
Who is she? You might wonder-
She is one who existed long before you.
She lived before the dinausers and lizards
She was somewhere there!
Her love flies high above the clouds
And I snail across the terrains infinite.....
A dream is waiting to come true,
And a hundred nights far it may be....
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