Living A Thousand Lives... Poem by ARSHAJ GAIKWAD

Daily a night is falling by,
Daily the sun rises again,
Till the last ray from the woods, so deep,
Dimming light, night falling again.
As these cycles go on n on,
My love never once sways,
Till the moon smiles upon a dawn,
I live a thousand days.


The day when you met me there,
That day I never forgot.
My eyes are searching everywhere,
Wherever you were, I thought.
And then as tears wash me,
The days I now recall,
As a helpless, feeble weed,
My mind, my heart here falls.


My heart now sings songs of love,
And feels you will be back.
How long can you fly away, my dove?
Something from you will lag.
And now I walk upon this way,
Fueled with love my heart drives.
With you spent every single day,
Is like living a thousand lives…! ! !