Divine Desire - Poem by SURE ABHINN
O' my divine desire...
Give me a final look; and
Make an hymn to God
That we meet again forever
Not if soon; may be hundreds years late
If this will be the lovers fate
But we meet -must we meet
On that farthest line
which make us divine
Made of death, blood and fire...
Is our Manzil, O'divine desire.
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