Every night reads a story,
A story admired by all.
Of all the books read by the night,
Of all the snaps wrapped in delight,
This is the one that stands out.
This is the one in which true love blossomed.
All those dreams scattered through,
Two different perspectives of his and hers,
Merging them together,
The night sees them as one.
With the strokes of love drawn by his eyes,
Explained, engrossed, impressions were left in hers.
They spoke of the words unspoken,
They brought in the happiness unseen.
Barged in the words from the locked lip,
Eyes showed the signs of shyness seen in a bride.
In the serene, solemn, silence of night,
Just the music of their mirth dwelled around.
It was the miracle brought in by him,
It was the fondness that brought them together.
Against all the thrust bestowed upon them by the society,
They lived happily in the world of theirs.
They stuck together during intolerable levels of hardship,
They fought together for their love.
He was her inspiration, her wings to fly high,
And they did fly high and high,
Through the threats and turmoil,
And stamped down the world that debarred them.
They drenched themselves wholly,
In the rain of peace and contentment.
They were headed by the fire in their heart.
The fire lit for the survival of their love.
The purity in their relationship,
Smoothened the roughness of the tumult.
The deep rooted passion for each other,
Could be seen in their eyes.
Their undiluted, unconditional love,
Brought them closer to the Almighty.
Their genuine affection molded the fate's design,
For the acceptance of the reunion of the two souls,
Which have been together for years,
Which have been struggling to unite again in the new life.
Each fragment of their love exhibited the craziness,
That drove them mad for each other,
That helped them seek life even in asperity.
This bond of theirs lasted strong and long,
And kindled love in others with their song.