Once her eyes was filled with
Disaster and catastrophe .
And she was the reader of
Haunting tales with blood ink
For her life was nothing but
A surviving journey to hell
Then he came in her life like spark
With a question like how to love her
She answered that mark me
Accountable for your smile
He was agree with this and then
She became the writer of
Divine love with ink of soul
And her eyes became the
Poetry of his generosity
At last life to her became nothing
But a journey to heaven with him
And what ...?
Relationship of two souls became
As easy as " Quantum Physics "
Pawana Tripathi
Disaster and catastrophe .
And she was the reader of
Haunting tales with blood ink
For her life was nothing but
A surviving journey to hell
Then he came in her life like spark
With a question like how to love her
She answered that mark me
Accountable for your smile
He was agree with this and then
She became the writer of
Divine love with ink of soul
And her eyes became the
Poetry of his generosity
At last life to her became nothing
But a journey to heaven with him
And what ...?
Relationship of two souls became
As easy as " Quantum Physics "
Pawana Tripathi
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