Saint Poem by M.. ROHITH

On the peak of lost desires
in the temple of love
deep inside my heart
i saw you with my wet eyes
and loved you.

From that time
i was waiting in the temple
for centuries and centuries
listening to the secrets of love
said by the hanged heads.
I sang a song only for you
which i will remember till
i am burried inside your love and die.
You made my thoughts endless
and my imagination boundaryless.
i know i love you
but the problem is
you dont know i love you.
All my love letters
i wrote on air to say you i love you
made me a poet.

And now i am waiting for you
and for our love
to come back.