I'M REBORN AGAIN

I couldn’t believe I was dying slowly,
Because a soul with no love is an epistle;
A well written bombastic letter to nobody,
A muse caged in the cul-de-sac of an inkless pen,
Or a noisy bike accelerated with motionless tyres,

Until that moment I met you,
When I felt touched, caressed and reborn again,
Realizing you’re the cure of my untimely death.

By simple description of my queen,
She is the filament of my eyes,
Whose presence evoke light in them,
And take away the blindness of my longing,
Far more than NEPA instill thrill.

She’s the heaven’s emblem,
The stars and moon are her reflection,
And that bluish tinge on the cloud,
While her smile to my heart is a drop of dew,
Energizing the petals of my heart.

You are my would-be bride
The last and only that i wish.