Dedication: My dreams
Inspiration: Reading too many romantic novels
I move a step towards you,
But you move two ahead,
I desire to come near you,
But you assault the ground on which I tread.
All my dreams lie in your eyes,
And deep below I aspire to vanquish the love that now dies.
I still remember the day you meticulously touched my lips,
And your naughty little fingers playing tricks.
Your smile sent sparks down my spine,
And your words struck me as intoxicating wine.
The brightly lit streets and the calm sea,
And now what is left is this plain barren heath?
Because every time I want to reach you,
You seem a thousand miles away in skies blue,
Why is it dear? Why is it so?
That my hand does not reach you.
Purti Awal
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