Our Love- Soul to Soul

Debashree Basak posted under PenMuse-38 Poetry on 2022-02-09



One of the infinite gifts that came to me Only on those small hands of mine Albeit decades passed, still you continue To pour, yet there’s room to fill. Right from my tender age,  We’ve developed a love smeared, fathomless bond With you proffering me the solace I always yearn for When the deepest silence of the night stares blankly at me When the pent-up desires and unvoiced emotions Threaten to blurt, you coddle me; salve my wounds  Ameliorating my jaded and restive soul. More often that not, I ask for a moment of indulgence To silently perceive you with overflowing feelings Allowing you to flow seamlessly on paper. In pleasure or in pain, it’s you and only you You are, therefore I’m. Oh! dear words, you’ve made my heart captive In the endless meshes of your worded realms Our love, friendship is now for eternity and beyond.   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!