You Live

You live and relive in the verses I have been quoting 

You touch the vastness of the sky, the depth of oceans, the fragrance of blossoms 

You speak through notes after notes 

You are painted in all colours and nature gifts 

You don't die 

You see the shooting stars 

The music in the silence of galaxies 

You are caught up endless, timeless in my poems ...

I lost in your memories, wither day after day unable to break open the shackles of Your thoughts.

I never live, but in the hostage of your soul's confines becomes a cry unheard 

I become the darkness that projects your luminescence, the halo, the shadow 

Love has its cost it binds while it emancipates.

You become the hue radiating bliss in my Melting down 

While I am erased slowly into bygones, as the words written in sands.

You are engraved in my creativity till eternity 

But I am absolved in its passion not living the moments, not existing but entrapped in you.