One On One Poem by Abhimanyu Raman

Come now, hold fast!
For I do not think we will last,
this storm
It seems the form,
you worship incessant,
Would not prevent, our drowning
in this mist, inadvertent.......

Our love..
Solitary ache it was,
and now we ache together
There is beauty in this longing,
as we long for each other
As scorched hearts search,
relentless, for soul's remedy
I smell again,
the beauty
Of our clandestine memory

False promises of liars,
die down as we hold hands
Facing fair wind,
and travesty together
Tell me now,
will you love me, forever.....