I worship the air she breathes,
Her speeches are my prayers,
Why seek heavenly glory and grace,
When with a sight of her, my existence is embraced.
She doesn’t embody like heaven sent,
But as if heaven graced the earth,
If God sends me into hell,
I’ll accept it without doubt.
For He gifted me heaven and eternity,
In moments with her, love beside me.
Deep footprints reside in my heart,
Her little feet embraced the euphoric part,
Although my soul clings tight and seems not fine,
I do not want to lose what was never mine.
Each breath she takes, my life renews,
Her eyes tell a story, only I can peruse.
Tears roll down my eyes, blur my sight,
As my eyes refuse to close her light.
More beautiful she gets, with every breath she takes,
In my visions and in my dream,
I told her still, my heart beat.
Ankur Sarmah
Tezpur University
Department of English