We'll die embracing
If the injustice throws
One of us engraved,
We'll die each other facing
Your ethereal eyes and long brows
My painful moment would be saved.
Though this is unworthy killing
There might some honour
Heaven's angels seek.
Perchance after decades, our relics
May find on earth some honour
In temple's chime
And in every flight of dove
There may shelter
Our happy happy love.
_ Anurag A. sharma
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