Thread of Breaths

By Vishal Singh

Not only you, I will know your essence.

Not just your love, I will also love your hatred’s presence.

I am like a thirsty land, craving you like a holy river.

A thread of breaths can tie paths of our reference.

If not with you then, I will be the way you travel upon the realm.

When you roar like a storm, I will bow like a peak.

Taking you in my arms, making the distance weak.

Will see you like magic and stop like the time in eyes.

When my lids slide up to look, You will be my sunrise.

By Vishal Singh