AAHAT

AAHAT….

I listen to your footsteps

I hear the tears that trickle along your cheeks

I cry when I think of you

Thy thoughts are all muses

Uncertain, directionless leaving imprints on the sand_________________

I am the jailer of the prison of death

Where I heart thy haunting footsteps

Of lovers away from their lovely brides

I am imagining myself as these

Basically pathetic I’m but do love you a lot___________________________

I am the motion of sweet hearts beats

The kiss of her moist lips

I suck the joy and pain from her lips

And endure The bitter with utmost sweet

I cry to make her laugh aloud

I am aware that she loves someone else

I am the lone lover in this game

But my love is immortal like an eternal flame…………………..