What would I, like the most?
To write your name, on the shore.
When the tide rise,
I lay on the write.
The feel so precious.
as your name imprinted on me,
The sand rubbed raw to feel.
Let me hold you close to my heart
Want to hold you little longer.
What are you to me?
I asked my maker one day.
Hidden beneath flesh and bones
you rest inside the tattered home.
On that day when the planets slip,
And find their beloved Sun amiss
Earth will stop at its stride,
And would die on sun's demise.
Lets live these remaining days
as if its our last day
I'm piling all these sweet moments
To live on memories till I fray.
I, in particular, like the final lines. Good job!
ReplyDeletethanks AJ.. they are dear to me too :)
ReplyDeletewow, this is too beautiful viji!
ReplyDeleteI like this line - hidden beneath my tattered home
ReplyDeleteLets live these remaining days as if its our last day -too beautiful
Oh so romantic Viji..........