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A truly Love Poem. A need for true relation. |
| My Love, My Lord...! Can I ask? My treasured Lord About my relation With my angel, My bona-fide love! How these days Of our relation! It’s truly irresistible Afar the expectation Far our pain, We are close But truly missing Eyes are wet With red tears, My Heart craves It’s on fire, I am wordless Being her poet Can I ask? Or she understand Me; my life...? Its idle lord You made us, And our relations Can I ask? Are we together? Why this catastrophe? Why we don’t...? I truly miss Her soothing arms...! I truly miss Her affectionate kiss...! Her benign touch To my hope...! My sunrise breathe Is her windfall...! Can I ask? For her, Lord! I need her Almighty, I implore! -by Rushabh 9/6/2010 |