Was there a need,
For thou,
To say I’m sorry.
thou called me divine,
A goddess,
God’s emanation of love,
Noble quality’s treasure trove.

Call nay fool thou art,
Inebriated by ephemeral youth,
Led by blind folded truth,
Rendered powerless by the power brute.
Thou say,
I, thy golden destiny,
Nay,
Not say thou ridiculed me,
But exalted me to divine status,
Who descended,
To expand thy world tiny,

Just as thirsty needs water
And not water needs thirsty,
Likewise I needed your love
And not love needed me.

You have my heart dear,
Full of kindness and love
No need to beseech me for love,
Thy trove always be filled
Under the canopy of my wide heart.
The moon, the stars, the constellations,
Stand witness of my words depart.

18-11-2008

ANJALI SINHA

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