‘It is her that keeps me live’
‘She is only means to relive’
She is new reader friend
I listen to her and observe some trend
She is human and naturally caring
You can term it as daring
I feel so disgusted
Mind is yet not rusted
Human feeling must rule supreme
The nature and fate should not go extreme
I have found warmth
In her letter and spirit aftermath
She had crated deep impression
It is worth and admired confession
Why love should be altogether different?
What has it to do with scenario on present?
I have no answer but can feel pulse
It is not easy to relax or repulse
All children are gift of lord
How sweet are their words? she told silently
I am helpless but overwhelmed
How can a soothing words helped?
I heard her attentively
I got to answer her but positively
She is personal asset to me
Not reader but like a giant tree
I do keep and find shelter
She may silently come near and whisper
It is sufficient for me to loose in her arm
She has dominant figure but causes me no harm
We talk hours together
That makes world not to bother
She has her own world and dreams
I have my own but somewhere meets
What have I found in her?
Simple logic to be so near
Hear her tale and sleep onto memory
That may be solution not to feel her sorry
She is wonder to me personally
Many times I have spoken orally
She stands to me as towering strength
As if world is spread but meets at certain wave length