Eternal Love Beyond Time (Shakespearean Sonnet) Poem by ashok jadhav

When hours decay and numbered seasons flee,
My love stands firm where clocks have lost their power;
No rust of years can lay its claim on thee,
Nor steal one vow from fate's devouring hour.
What time destroys, our promise renders whole,
A bond uncut by change or mortal breath;
It lives not bound within the fragile soul,
But walks untouched along the edge of death.
Let ages turn like pages, worn and torn,
Our love remains the meaning they conceal;
Before the first dawn woke the world from morn,
It knew this truth no ending can repeal.
So when all moments fade into the past,
This love shall be—unmeasured, pure, and vast.