Painting: The Meeting on Turret Stairs by Frederic William Button (1864)
I was searching here and there,
I was searching everywhere,
And one day I found her,
In the midst of nowhere.
She is Maya,
A dusky skinned one,
Her soul is so pure,
Which shines like a sun.
Her eyes are like an ocean,
That forces me to drown,
Her pink lips are so beautiful,
Even when they frown.
She looked like a virgin forest,
Green and lush from far,
But when I came close to her,
I find her full of scar.
The scars were a sign,
Of both pleasure and of pain,
Sometimes they were a boon for me,
And sometimes they were a bane.
But when love makes you blind,
You won't see any scar,
It doesn't matter whether you are near,
Or miles afar.
I am madly in love with her,
For whatever she is,
She is a sea pearl,
That I cannot afford to miss.
I have realised that the world without her,
Is full of lies,
I have seen my complete destruction,
In her brown eyes.
Destroy me my lady,
Or atleast give it a try,
Spoil me with your love,
Kill me before I die.
- Ashutosh
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