Taj Mahal!

There is no use blocking you, You are right I am only yours!

Sleeping with and living with you, daydreaming about you.

Dear, I am all the time in your bedroom or office or in the gym

Swimming with you in a pool separate from the eyes of all

Life is a honeymoon journey, Your love is its destination

You have become Dehli, and You are my Taj mahal.

You are my Shah Jahan and a Pearl in the crown of my heart. 

When I truly love someone, He appears in my poetry 

Most people mind it and take It as an offence to their reputation 

Take it as my hatred and call it backbiting, backstabbing!

Although, what can I do except write poetry about my beloved, 

What else can I do to prove My love than to write poems!