Please, please, forgive and forget. If yet
anything is there with you in your mind,
please dear.
Before
you leave to the nights of mist, try to remember the sleepless eyes, the call of moon, our dancing stars.
Try to
remember the whispers of my loving heart
A crushed pomegranate and million of red
kisses inside, your face next to mine, your soft lips touch my skin, releasing
my soul.
Thoughts
hovered simply like pieces of a jigsaw, till that
all important piece fitted
in, clouds dissipated stars congregated, behold !!! a beautiful constellation
seen.
O my Goddess! the Goddess of my Love, the
inspiration of my heart. I have made a
temple in my heart to worship you everytime with my love
The world of poetry is fully different
formate.
It is full of love, beauty and happiness.
It
gives me an aesthetic pleasure and heavenly joy which are not possible to enjoy in this mundane world.
I can reach heaven with the help of
imagination which is the key to my creativity and you know you are the only one who make
me to imagine, this imaginary world.
Yar
Mhargz GV
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