Her Love is My Elixir

Nothing moves forward without her,

and the whole world feels incomplete.

I loved her so much,

that I even love her shadow

and her footprints.

I keep looking at her

as if there is no other person

in this wide world

who is as beautiful as her.

She is overloaded with cuteness,

and if beauty had an address,

it would surely be hers.

Her distance has caused such pain,

that if pain had a permanent address,

it would be my heart's.

I wonder if she herself is a spell,

that I am mesmerized in her magic.

Many years have passed,

still I crave for her smile,

I wish to fall in her dimple,

and to be seated in her heart.

Her heart overflows with love,

she showed but refused to give,

I am unable to taste even a drop of it,

I will die of thirst, for her love is my elixir.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.