An Immortal Love - Poem by Naman Bansal
She wrote beauty, on the paper of heart which was mine.
A hand-held in unity and fingers entwined.
I gave her the power to destroy everything completely.
My heart and my soul rests in her arms tonight we’ll see still.
The sea moon and the clouds adorn the skies, the moon goes into hiding.
Her face shines as bright while waves form the oceans, in her eyes divine!
My world is her shadow her smile is my life her hands held’s in mine and the fingers entwined.
We walk down the moonlight sea-shore tonight by street lamps;
And into darkness I’ll hold her tonight.
I swore to her that day I’ll never leave her aside, I’m yours now and forever.
I’m always by your side I’ll be there forever, were my words to her that night.
She just came close and kissed me it was perfect.
I don’t deny I love her.
Forever in her arms I lay.
I crave for the smile I saw, when we were up close that time that look in her eyes.
I saw, is what now keeps me alive.
I look at that picture she took, while we smiled that last time we met;
Was the last time I tried, to stop my tears down.
Not let her see my weaker side for she said ‘ I’ll behold today for all of my life! ’
How could I just tell her how much I was dead, by the thought?
It’s just two hours before which she left a train will then see her, away from my eyes.
Away from my arms yet not away from my life.
For it went all the way with her to stay by her side.
All that’s left of me here is imagery unkind!
Just hold on to time dear, just hold on to it tight it’s not long before the year;
Comes to an end one night.
A train will then see her, approaching my eyes, approaching my arms and approaching my life.
I swear I’ll be there shall life my, permit how will I say ‘ I love you’, shall end an early meet?
Either way, my heart is hers to break or to heal.
To take in her hands and in death make me feel!
The touch I was so crave for on my heart finally, is true and she’s mine now.
Let’s pull back the reel!
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