Addicted To Her

I’m addicted to her,

Yes, I am.

I’m desperate for her love,

Yes, I am.

The way she carries herself,

The way she breathes,

Everything seems fascinating to me.

Comparison if any, the just one would only be,

Nothing less than to a fairy,

Far from the heavenly abode,

Dropped Straight in the womb of The Mother,

Making it a wonderland for eternity.

Earth is a living paradise because she is present alongside me,

As the sole reason of my living, she stands by me in every thick and thin,

Her divine existence, her presence,

Makes my life seem bliss rather than damned sufferings,

Her genteel touch, makes me forget all my worries,

In her lap only, all my anxiousness gets buried,

I rejoice, I sing,

It seems the childhood innocence has again been restored in me.