Follower

By Partha Pratim Boruah

I search you in my dreams,

Carry you in the mist.

Let me feel your essence,

Let me be your follower.

I go forward on and on,

With a stubborn little breath.

It gives me a bliss,

To be your long lost follower.

Like a cold icy water,

I will shiver in your arms.

Hold me tight, hold me for a while,

Cause I will become your follower.

To safeguard your prestige,

Spellbinded on an aisle.

Let me be your pride,

Let me be your follower.

You helped me in a way,

Healed me every way.

You be my guardian angel,

I will be your follower.

I will be challenged,

In every ups and downs.

You lead the way, I will be your might,

You are my Lord, I will be your follower.

By Partha Pratim Boruah