Down To Hell

A Poem by Satyajit

This poem is dedicated to my love, Shrisha. It encapsulates my failure instead of thousand trials in love.

Seeing your love, a dust from hell turns to a rust of gold.
Giving my love, is among the wishes never to be sold.
Love can't be imposed on one, forced to compel.
Time and again, I'm down to hell !

Being apart, I'm seeking to reach out on you,
Lying down beside I know, you're among the few.
None of my virtues and traits can ever fail.
By and by, I'm down to hell !

Staying with you, come to realize you're such a boon.
Relying on you, I perceive all of me so soon,
It's a relation between muscle and nail.
From time to time, I'm down to hell !

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