Her
Dinesh Sankaranarayanan posted under
Tale-a-thlon S4: Poetry
on 2024-08-21
Miracles do strike, I believed it to be true
Like scent of fresh sir, she was too good to be true
Theory of relativity was proven
The minutes felt few around her, yes very true
Walking in as an unadulterated soul
She metamorphized into soulmate pure and true
Fate can smile and turn into foe, formidable
Loved one sprouts wings, flew away and leave you is true
Wherever to, my girl may have gone and vanished
Life and heart intertwined with her like glue, that's true
She is the only one for all the seven lives
Not another one, ever to her I am true