(आख़िरी मिलन — जब रूहों को घर मिल गया)
Many lives had passed,
Many vows remained half-spoken,
But our souls —
Never once let go of love’s thread.
Then came
A morning like no other,
Where neither memory
Nor mortality dared intervene.
You stood before me —
This time,
Not as a stranger,
Not as a longing,
But as the first breath of home.
Your laughter
Unlocked a silence that had waited lifetimes,
Your eyes
Returned to me
All I had lost in the folds of time.
No old names,
No remembered faces —
Yet everything in your presence
Felt eternally known.
For the first time,
We held each other’s hands
Without fear,
Without the ticking of fate’s clock.
In your arms,
Centuries of weariness melted,
As though the soul
Had at last found its resting place.
We took no vows in temples,
Lit no sacred fire,
Only in your gaze
I found God,
And you found salvation
In my quiet breath.
No lives remained,
No promises left unsaid —
We had arrived
At the place
Where love kneels,
And time bows.
We spoke no words —
Yet each heartbeat sang:
“Never again shall we part.”
That night,
There was no moon,
No stars,
Only your breath
Falling gently into my soul.
And now we are together…
Not bound by time,
Not by body —
But wrapped in love’s soft light,
Inseparable, eternal.
The End? Never.
For this is not love’s conclusion —
But its beginning
In the realm
Where souls
Are never torn apart again.
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