As every day is
passing by
Thoughts
revolves around the moments we miss
As each day is
flying by
I wish could
hold on to it and relive it
As each moment is fleeting by
We could have
created many memories to cherish
As every second transcends
Yearn to grow
old with you augments
Sprinkle of many laughter s and tears
Swirls of
emotions and caresses
Remembering each
sacrifice encountered
Sashaying
towards the aisle bewildered
Enthralled with fragrance fascinated with fondness
Fondle with
embraces filled with passion
Forgetting the
timelines of dusk to dawn
Seeking soul
enduring strokes chaste as Azaan
Holding on to it till it all wrinkles and then withers….
Even in the
graves as we laze next to each other…