Synagogue


She enshrined my heart
In a sacred and a celestial attic, 
Of her heart's synagogue
Where adored me as her King
And all her praises were for me
Through her incessant rain of love;
She solaced the crucified pain
Of my heart's crucible, 
And painted variegated dreams  
In iridiscent colours, 
Over my murky heart's canvas
Her love satiated all my heart's desires
But never I could satisfy my heart,
In loving her like she loved me-
In the midst of my scarcity,
But all I could give her:
As she was the angel of my heart;
I devoted my life before her divine love
And I loved her by my heart and soul
In the rest of my life__
Befriend with those cherished memories
We had shared together once


VIPINS PUTHOORAN

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