With a garden of flowers in my heart,
I am waiting for you to come,
so that I can make a bed for you,
and light a lamp in your honor,
O hope! O, my estranged love!
But sorry, my darling, I cannot kiss you,
this time around, my lips are stained
with blood, and quietly enfolded
in my arms, there is death – herself.
brilliant writing as usual, Bhuwan, and interesting artwork. you have mastered the art of knowing where to end a poem (something that's always tough for me) and I always enjoy the personification you incorporate. Dawn
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
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another well penned write Bhuwan
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