Beyond The Verse(Tyranny of..)

A kiss that inscribes, Never fleeting vibes, Though again my heart Rhymes, At the time it cries of the tyranny of separation...

Though autumn has arrived, Again my heart dives.

Moves with the echo of your jibes, Love that once was lost in hives, again smelt of puffed Rice...

O! Love now return a comfort zone from your memories, The pressed dried rose, now only lies in prose

In the frenzy of fire of passionate whims of your kisses, now never-ending...

Now as a newbie bride I again shine and heart silently echoes for this time be the only mine.