Till eternity

I still carry it
Its still as dangerous as it was
Its my heart…
It won’t give up,
It wants what it wants.
And thus we met again,
But I had the same heart…
I feel poetic

May be its me,
Or the night
Or something in the evening
That left me forlorn,
With questions it would never
Return to answer…

As it died,
As died the crimson sky,
As died the silhouette,
Of the trees and roofs,
And the birds…
Leaving me with my heart.

That is still the same
As dangerous as it was
And it wants what it wants,
And we will meet again…
But I still will retain the same heart!
That I will carry
Till eternity…

~Aiman Banday

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