Conquest1 min 24.2K 1 min 24.2K
Tough like a stone it was, icy in appearance
As if all the emotions being depleted out
All the pleasure senses being hacked out
There she lied with a barren heart.
Hope being crippled
And the faith on love, attenuated
Like a livid dried petal of a flower, about to drop.
On spur of moment, came a caressing hand
Fondling the arid heart with love and care
But still the interrogating mind bewildered
If it is credential or not?
Yet, this time his unconditional love
Conquered her heart....
And his balancing the unbalanced she
Conquered her soul....