To The Beloved Poem by Aditi (piu) Guha

'To The Beloved'

Long day and long night have passed,
Your's and mine's heads are tossed.
Nothing can be heard but, the clamouring sound.

O, dear atlast I have found,
The cause of our disturbance;
Both of us are suffering from annoyance.
It is the anger and the fear-
That make both of usto bear
The intolerable occasion,
Which haunted like a passion.

Let me try, let me try-
With a pressing heart and glorious eye.
'All is not gold that glitters',
Sweet apparently, but proves a glass of bitters.
To separate us is harder,
Because we are made for Each Other.



_____________________________By Ms.Aditi Guha__________________