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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Shall the truth sprout from my tongue! That had lied too many, But I ain't lying to you, my love For your death, my tears, will compete with the rains, That fills the oceans, to its full, to its brim, And the flowers that filled your odor, Shall not be blown with any of those of the heavens, I am, with you, in the world of the dead, Wandering heavily, in search of the odor, That lighted my nose, my eyes, my heart, In the world, where the alive, we were. Oh my flower, shall you sprout again, I shall never be the winds that make your petals shake, I shall never be the bee that bite you and steal your nectar, I shall never be the thorn that hurt you and makes you bleed…, Oh my love, I will be your dew drops, That touches your mind to your body, Drop by drop, make you alive; fill your heart with a gentle chill, Kiss you, a thousand kiss, make you smoother, Fill your nectar with the honey, that no bee ever tasted, Then I will dance with you, and make love to you, To your entire petals, till I fall and take my last breath. I wasn't a traitor, my love, I wasn't a liar, my love, But I cared for you as the light, the sunlight, That watched you from a distance, from a very long distance From the spaces, as the sun, as its light, But couldn't touch, couldn't lay my hands on you, On your heart, on your mind and couldn't know your pain, Those made your petals shrink, tired, and fell one by one Till you fell off in the search of moister, for air, And took your last breath in front of me and died. ©Anees Rahman
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