Monday, April 13, 2026

My Soul is Anchored to Her



She takes away my breath,
makes my heartbeat skip.
She makes my blood rush,
makes my nerves dance to her energy.

I am consumed by thoughts of her,
and the moments I spent with her.
Forgive me for loving her so much,
even when she is not mine to keep.

I couldn't melt her heart,
with my respect, care and love.
I don't know what else will,
dying for her seems easier than living.

Even after trying a million times,
it still feels impossible to hate her.
My brain is in continuous act,
thinking only of her.

I only wished to hold her in my arms,
like a selfish person,
to see the beauty in sunset,
seated next to her, holding her close.

My soul is anchored in her love,
even if I try, I am unable to detach.
She will never know,
how much she belongs to my soul.

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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