A Relation! Poem by Naman Bansal

Years and years have gone.
Still you're the one.
The last desire and the last sapphire.
You were an angle and you'll be an angel.

Each passing year - you're getting old;
but you should not forget - that you're a gold.
'A gold that glitters in my life, a gold the mutters in the night.'
A precious part, a gracious dart.

When the stars stood still, and thy air blows chill.
When the sun shines like a pearl - far on the horizon!

I wish I could stop the moments and playback the memories;
but nevertheless - I'm in love with these moments with all the cherries.
I know you have forgotten the moments, we have spent together;
but - with the every small desire of my craving breath, you're the only feather.