Treasure Island

Munia Khan

(15th March.1981)

"Never Doubt My Love"

This poem is dedicated only to my soul-mate, the love of my life.

Never doubt my love

For it is tied with my soul

As if a doveling of a mother dove

It is shielded from the foul

No mystery to waiver

For it is running through my vein

As if an Angelic Saver

Trying the earthly soul to attain

Never doubt the love of mine

For it is born from a fearless dread

To rest in peace into your heart so fine

Kissing your thought that surrounds my head

No fright to mislay

It is no faded emotion

It is a beginning of an eternal day

Drinking love's immortal potion.

So never doubt my love; No…never……

Written on the 20th of March,2010.

Submitted: Saturday, March 27, 2010
Edited: Sunday, June 03, 2012

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