Love can never be defined,
But for me you gave it a meaning.
I am not a writer or a poet,
Can neither sing solo or duet,
But I live my life for you like the last survivor of a riot,
Who will fight and die for you till the last bullet hits him deep,
However high maybe the mountain, I slowly shall creep.
My love is not something that can fade,
I have lived life in its every shade,
And you did sure make me believe pairs are heavenly made,
To write was never my quest,
But you did make me realize that my pen has taken a long rest,
And I am trying my level best to write with the same zest.
There is nothing called me without you,
I have waited very long, all these years, to make you mine as if standing in the longest queue, Wishing every dream with you and everyday watching a new,
The ones who get to say this are so lucky few.
Time flies when we are together,
When we depart, I find it very difficult for myself to gather.
Feels like getting shot with the deadliest weapon,
But for long shall this not happen.
This is just the beginning part,
I’ll write till I empty my heart.