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Sunday, March 20, 2005

MY LOVE- poem

My Love

I can see down below the stars
His eyes searching all around
Breaking heaven’s golden bars
To the earth I would fly down

Been together days minutes years
But I left him with his own tears
About time I broke the ties
Well, one of us had to be wise

Death descended one gloomy day
From my love, I was whisked away
Now he is building a Taj Mahal
Waiting for my return, with his all

Tell him I have nothing to give
On his earth now I cannot live
must stay in the heaven above
but I’ll be watching over my love

Tell him there is no need to cry
my love for him will never die



Her soul is speaking these words to the one who loves her beyond death. The death in this sense could not just be a death of the mortal body. It could be an ultimate end of a relationship or an end of an emotion – love, hate, sympathy, lust, desire…..any emotion ! Although human body, the relationship, the desire is dead and can never be brought to life again, the connection it had cannot completely be wiped off.

Comments:
Are these your word
Butterfly? Very beautiful
and powerful
 
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