Walking so alone
on this path of tempting grandeur.
A soul so many times restored.
Still, longing for the shade of respite
as anonymous bonds of faith are inscribed.
Love is not known
till you live it for someone, every moment.
Carrying my precise faith in optimism,
she ushered my realizations of truth.
Made me sane – as perfectly as she could.
Inside this hate grown
there was always this desire, hidden,
for that one night of sleep, in your arms.
A night that I wished dawned never.
Just wanted to lay in peace, forever.
How could be forgotten,
the curse of my immortality.
Always fighting the pain with greater ache.
I was destined to be in love, just once,
but confined inside my will was the mortal sense.
Gods had to be shown
how I defy to surrender to their myth.
Creating souls with indestructible desires
of being with someone who would define them.
My life’s love lies in your eternal love’s helm.
As I was born
not of blood of these beliefs in prayers
of so many bowing down for awaited miracles.
Your pious love defines my infinitesimal reality.
In your awaited return – I live my immortality.