This is my first attempt to compose a poem . Its true:: At the touch of LOVE ...one becomes a poet. In my case , a poetess . I penned this down on a special day...
OUR LOVE DAYS ARE IMMORTAL..
The first meeting in rain..
The first tear from vein..
The exchange of numbers...
or our fate..
We are together, no matter what happens of late..
Poetry is not my cup of tea
but surely; LOVE gives birth to a poet...
I am a victim of this disease..
where brain goes numb; heart beats fast...
And nothing in our hands , gives us lust .
The LOVE we share,
The precious times we spent,
The fight we fought,
and the sorrow we dropped...
Gives the real meaning of
what is LOVE !!!
You have given me life...
You have taken it as well,
My heart beats for you...
even after DEATH...
Time has passed...
Things have changed
but our bonding remains the same .
The future is in your hand .
Make it strong or make me low ;
I will never leave your row..
This is my promise, this is my vow...
WE WILL ALWAYS GLOW .
Not in sun; not in rain,
But in the tide of relationship again...
THOSE DAYS ARE IMMORTAL...
THOSE DAYS....
OUR LOVE DAYS....
