(रूहों का वादा)
The moon stood silent,
Stars turned their gaze,
And between our souls
A whisper stirred the air.
A restless ache
Moved through every breath —
Buried in layers of time
Echoed a name, unheard.
You were there,
I was near,
And silence
Spoke our truth aloud.
Each heartbeat,
Each sigh,
Held an unspoken vow —
To part, perhaps,
But never truly leave.
Your memory’s shadow
Still lingers in my veins,
Your name — preserved
In the scroll of my blood.
A scent, half-forgotten,
Brushes me at dusk,
As if your spirit
Lingers upon my lips in prayer.
In lonely nights
I feel your breath return —
Carried by winds
That still remember your voice.
This love does not fear
The threat of goodbye,
It is love
That even death cannot unmake.
You — my prayer,
I — your longing,
We fall like tears,
We rise like light.
Beyond our graves,
We called each other,
And the earth trembled
As the heavens bowed.
You came again,
I woke once more,
In a new life —
Bound by an old promise.
And once again
Your name was placed upon my lips,
As if the sacred chant
Had found its voice anew.
We walked forward
Upon the path where
Love never ends —
Where reunion
Is but time’s gentle secret.
Softly I whispered—
Your love is the translation of my soul,
Beyond time, beyond death,
A destiny written
In the language of the eternal.
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