but she is my whole world.
In her, I keep searching again, and again,
for wonders that could stop my breath.
Every time I try to describe her,
words feel too small.
like hands trying to hold the sky,
or rain trying to stay in one place.
Days, months, years, even decades,
won’t be enough,
if I begin to describe her
and still I would never finish it..
It's not only her eyes or her smile,
not only the way her hair falls softly,
it's something deeper,
something my heart knows but cannot say.
I can look at her for hours,
trying to find right words,
but the more I try to hold them,
the more they slip away from me.
She feels like a language
that my heart can understand easily,
but my tongue cannot speak.
With her, everything becomes soft and beautiful.
Maybe that is why no poem feels enough,
because she is not just beautiful,
she is my whole world,
and all the wonders live inside her, I wish to explore.
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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