Comments about Ashwin Abraham
Stories of a passionate romance echo,
Like a velvet fragrance in the wind,
Beyond care or worry, only hope survives,
Of moments spent in gentle tenderness,
And of a romance that lives in legends.
Like a warm fire that never dies,
My love for her engulfed my being,
And we lost ourselves in the throes,
Of true passion and eternal affection,
A heart that knew no limits then,
Soaring like a free bird into the yonder,
We flew together, one soul and heart,
Away to a hidden and unseen world,
A place where we lived in each other.
Cruelly, fate ...