It Was Thee Poem by Binod Bastola

It was thee

It was thee in my garden,
i flowered thou in my lively Red Rose,
Every bit and bites
Thou cites in my life with heavenly scenic,
Oh love of mine
Thee brighten in my beats, every breath in mine,
Thee live in my heart,
Oh love of my dream, thee live in my feels,
thou are angel of my soul,
Eternal in my life,
After my ash, still thou shall be in my brace
Thee came in my life,
Thou are in my heart.