The Land Of Our Love

Its soil is cracked up with ruptures all around 

Sun seemed to overshine the cloudlines since ages 

Wind is a little rusty and whole dried up, feels as if slapping hard on your torso

And the night sky we both loved so much

Isn't that lively now 

It feels deprived

Of the love moon shined

And the warmth stars twinkled 

From where I stand 

It looks all barren , the land of our love, our memories 

And our bond 

As if all of it has perished, after its unheard, continuous pleads for water of affection were overheard by the heat of our arguments 

And now it's all dried up

And hollow 

And snapped 

And broken

For we both are nothing but broken

Our eyes stopped shining a long way back 

It's all empty now 

Inside out

Allover filled with deep pits running down our soul

Our love is missing, don't know 

Where,

When or

How 

It just got lost 

Whether it's hidden dip within 

Or it just evaporated like that water of pond, we created together with our love, laugh and warmth 

Sitting across the seaside and basking its rays as the sun bides bye to the world, only isn't love. Love is holding onto each other even amidst the cyclones of rage, fate and misfortune. For trees with deeper roots withstand the storms more courageously than those having shallow ones.