AN ODE TO MY DEAREST DAMSEL

 

AN ODE TO MY DEAREST DAMSEL

O my Darling! Past measure is the distance between the Sun and the Earth,

Still, when the former kisses the latter every morn, ceaselessly exudes their mirth!

They instantly forget the excruciating pain of the snail like movement of night,

As soon as they dive together quite deep into the Reunion Sea of incalculable delight!

Thus, let not the depressing distance create a distressing distance between us,

Let not the doors of doubt be opened to dampen our spirits sweet and rapturous,

Let not our firmly rooted age old tree of Reliance be shaken soon to collapse,

Let not the virus of misunderstanding our tight clasp slacken, and fond grip prolapse!

Let our untainted affinity transcend the boundary of mortality,

Let our unmatched love be proved to be synonymous with eternity!

Copyright: Shankar D Mishra 30.10.20