My heart was hurt, my love was lost, but it refused to die.
I was travelling the same road
Which my dear one was travelling,
And we were still walking together
Just with our hearts apart and separating.
She embraces me daily.
Calms my volcanic emotions.
Tames the monster in me.
The very monster:
Which betrayed her trust,
Ravaged her soul,
Set fire to her down pouring passion !
On the land of sorrows
beside the ocean of tears,
they are now trudging
round the valley of death.
I want your scent in my hair.
I want your jokes.
Hang your kisses on all my branches, please.
Sink your fingers into the darkness of my fur.

@MANOJ KUMAR PANDA

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