Gratification; Every Inch… Poem by Joanna Kantharia

For a dropp of love I do thank thee
Extended when, I am not a part of thee
Stolen moments I’ll forever cherish these
Missing you when am not around thee…

Apparent is my being sheltered scarcely
Shivering under your spell dying gladly
Surfaced your love so clear, thy can’t bury
Fate playing games, lost we are and cannot scurry

Gently hold, don’t let the bloom pass by ever
Tactless words will leave a scar and go never
There is a world filled with love of ageless genre
Grab the one that you hold closest, my dear

Wish for the rains of passion to come once more
Drench me subtly with ardent love and adore
Promises I have none and pain much more
Will you, come love? I’ll be waiting for ever more…