I have gathered you in my heart’s conceal.
Tasted the sweetness of your love.
I have devoured the well of oceans
that lay between us.
And yet it is not enough.
It is never enough to satisfy this longing.
I have given you the wrap of faith
so close to my heart.
Sheltered your body from the pain.
And yet I could not save you
from the demons.
I walk away from the scene
and die from the sight of weakened
bodies, of wounded souls -
that may never recover.
Leaving you alone in the
shadowed mist...
of my heart.
R.K. SINGH
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