Without Your Love Poem by R.R Goutam

Declining hopes want the lap of love
Blindness wants the lights of warm hove
I have been nourishing myself with blood of dreams
Verses were supported my soul to drag here
Sea of words dried it should showers
I'm tired of wandering on strange avenue
Pain is melting again and again
Still the wound growing and remain
It wants space where glimpses of happiness will halt
Declining hopes want the lap of love
I wanna live fully for a moment before the end.