Hold My Hands Poem by Shankaran Kutty

Hold my hands my sweetheart
Hold it till the end
Hold it to never let go
Till our lives are spent

Hold it lest you fall
Or the one to slip be me
Hold it through the night
So peaceful sleep shall we

Hold it when in darkness
The next step I can't see
And when weak and tired I stumble
Clasp it tight won't thee?

These hands which did in the past
Caress your tender skin
Is today, covered with blood
From each of my worldly sin

The wounds in my heart you gave
Will heal with your silken touch
For you my life I gave
You do owe me that much

Those slender long fingers
In mine won't you entwine?
Let me pull you to me
And feel that you are mine

Hold my hands the way we did
When we took our oaths round the fire
Hold it firm, hold it tight
As if it's life's last burning desire

So, hold my hands my sweetheart
Hold it till the end
Hold it to never let go
Till our lives are spent