For usA Poem by Parth RawalLong due
is the post, that decides the fate In the
smells of the lousy lovers Fate
makes the hardest cry of all
Joys of
million aroused by the victory Fame to
the industry Grace to
the dancing feet None a
match for the depth of craving Even god
has no part playing
Love of
the bodies, pains of the souls Audacious
the nature of passion None have
the effect of yours Kill my
body it doesn’t deserve to live without you more
Remoteness
of hearts, not the reason for depression Faith of
one that needs two souls I hear
you from the length of love You know
your fate is in my arms of love
Unsurpassed
is our gate of sourness That
meets the god’s level of dedication I honour
his decisions yet not accept it It is
meant for you and me
There is
no god if there is no us © 2013 Parth Rawal |
StatsAuthorParth RawalVadodara, Gujarat, IndiaAboutI write very less depending on my mood and I write better when I am down. more..Writing
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