My Angel

Raindrops are trickling down my face

with a cup of tea in my hand

there is only one thought

prevailing in my mind

to take your hand into mine

run with the wind in the rain

into such a wilderness

where no one can find us

we are alone, soaking wet

in the cold water of the rain droplets

leaving behind all

worries of our lives

pretending to be kids

with no stress of being a grown-up

just let it be like it is now

embracing ourselves in each other's warmth

I don't want this feeling to vanish

or this dream to go away

it feels like I am in heaven

and you are my angel

I had been longing

for such a feeling

for a very long time

to be absolved until the day

I laid my eyes on you

from that day

I am living on the edge

because I want this

feeling to be my last

when I reach my heaven

to my angel…

© Tarun Gupta

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