My heart beats like a drum
And my nerves strum like a guitar's rhythm.
All the words that come from my mind
Turns into a song, just for her.
In that tune, my soul starts dancing,
Free from all worries and boundaries.
My blood flows like a river waiting,
Ready to rush out when the dam breaks.
She is the music of my life,
The song that lives in my heart.
If only I could dare ask god himself,
To borrow her for this life's journey.
Many times I wonder, why god created her,
Will I get an answer for my question, ever.
Her beauty cuts me like a sword,
Yet I fall for her again and again.
My love for her grows with time,
Like old wine, aged cheese, it’s become fine.
When I was near, it didn’t feel this deep,
But after a distance, it’s grown to be rich.
Each part of me plays a different tune,
Of the memories that I keep with care.
She created an orchestra inside me,
But she is not here to hear the music.
Her love acts as a conductor,
Guiding my body parts to play.
She became a rare tune on this earth,
The most special I have heard since birth.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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