Tuesday, 8 April 2014

To Touch Spirituality

I dipped my pen into my own blood to write a rhyme,
dragged my soul out of body to beautify words of mine.

Want to pour all sentiments into a single composition,
My poems are volcano of my boundless honest emotions.

I am into abyss of love finding no way to any destination;
I will drag you here after a read and be your only adoration.

My words are melodies like cuckoo's songs of summer,
Sentiments are pure and like unsung song of hummer.

It elevates my soul to touch spirituality and takes me to the lord,
None of worldly custom follows to destroy my dream’s ford.

I waited since so many centuries to wear this human body,
To live a life of human to love you and to die for you madly.

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