Love Me To Win The Death - Poem by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

Love Me To win The Death

I may be rough in
Expressing my love
My ways to convey my love
may be rude and crude
, My heart is tender and soft
Not to bother about my wrds and
not to care on my dress
They can be changed in a minute abd
they will be changed by your single sight
My hut may be small and dusty
there I will fetch everything for you
I will give you moon and stars
To cherish your beautiful face
I will spread a red carpet all along your way
There you can walk on the flowers
You are my queen! , You know
You need not go out for anything
Yes everything will be at your service
You can think my poems are lies
No dear! from the day of our first meeting
Everything is true and every word is true
Death will die and tears will be disguised
Up to the separation of our hands in this earth

Saktheee S Ravichandran

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 8, 2009

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