Tanvi Nishchal
Love is a riddle,peculiar are its ways
Once hit by cupid's arrows,you'll never be the same again
His heart sings her name,she echoes in all his prayers
She is in the mountains,the skies,restless in the drizzle
She is the untouched reflection,undeceived by time
He's been shredded before like dried leaves
Looted house,abandoned by many
Her kohl eyes erase every speck of his past despondency.
He feels redeemed
Two worlds melt in her arms,embracing divinity
She is the very existence for him
Lonelinessg doesn't seem lonely anymore
Her thoughts keep him company
She is the voice in these broken verses
The world's been real cruel to him
She made a poet out of him.
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