When she breaks my heart into a thousand pieces,
Each one still loves her more, the pain never ceases.
Even when she burns me to ashes and dust,
Every particle of me still holds her in trust.
While everyone plans to travel far and wide,
My only journey plan is to her heart, my guide.
On the way, I stop in dreams every night,
Hoping to touch her soul, holding her light.
Her love once felt like a blessing from above,
A prayer I whispered with endless love.
But she seems to run away again and again,
Even across life times, the loss and the pain remain.
She bribed my dreams with care and delight,
But in love, all is fair, day and night.
I may never know why she hides the cause,
And still, I speak, lost in her laws.
She is the ghost of my past life, my strife,
Never letting me rest, chasing me, life after life.
Through many forms and ages she came,
And now, in this life, she lights the same flame.
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**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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