I Will Be Yours Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

That night shall come
When will we both talk together,
There shall be no quarantine
And we would witness dreams forever!

That night shall come again
When again we will hold our hands,
And the cured peaceful Globe
Shall not be called as dead lands!

That night shall come again
When we will meet again at midnight,
There shall be no PPE but some roses,
To salute the winning warriors of Covid fight.

That night shall come again sure
When, in heaven or earth, 'I' will be 'Yours' pure!